"You told me an untruth, Lillian. You deliberately deceived me. You caused untold suffering to one who is very dear to me, to what end I cannot imagine. And this was your return for all the love and trust I had given you."
Miss Stuart turned a startled glance on Helen.
"What do you mean?" she asked breathlessly.
"I have seen Mr. Farr to-day, and a good many things that have puzzled me have been made clear. I am not judging you, Lillian. I am completely in the dark as to your motives. I only know that you were not honest with me."
"So you have seen Val Farr," murmured Miss Stuart. She flung back her head defiantly. "Well, what did he tell you of me? I thought he was too much of a man to speak ill of a woman."
"Your name was never mentioned, Lillian. I am not prepared to tell you what Mr. Farr said to me. Suffice it to say, it proved the untruth of what you led me to believe last summer."
Miss Stuart caught her breath.
"I suppose that means that he is in love with your sister?"
"We will not discuss that, please," replied Helen with quiet dignity.
Her companion laughed, but there was no mirth in the sound.