She permitted Sally to think it over, meantime coming closer, holding out her hand with an effect of confident patience.
"Surely you wouldn't show that forgery you've made up to Mrs. Gosnold?"
"I don't know what you mean by 'forgery I've made up.' I shan't hesitate to show the forgery you brought me."
"I guessed all along," Sally told her, "that you were not what you made yourself out to be, neither a good woman nor a kind one. But I never for a moment imagined you would stoop to such infamy."
"Now that's settled, be good enough--"
"But what makes you so afraid I'll tell Mrs. Gosnold about last night?"
"To protect yourself, of course. I don't believe you mean to confess--"
"Confess!"
"Take advantage of this opportunity to restore the jewels--and get off without punishment. Probably you can't. Probably the man you met outside and gave them to is by now so far away that you couldn't, even if you wanted to."
"Wait a minute. Let me get this straight. I don't want to make any mistake."