"Harm?" she flashed out, half indignant. "Has it ever, in all of your knowledge of me, gone as far as that?"
He could not lie to her; neither would he betray Dick.
"Did such a possibility never occur to you?" he suggested, evading direct reply.
But she was not to be thwarted.
"I asked you a question, mon cher."
"And that is my answer."
"A question is not an answer." Then intuition, and his evident discomfiture, enlightened her. "Mon Dieu, Eldred! Yon are never thinking—of Dick?"
He frowned. "What put that into your head?"
"Your manner; and something he wrote to me while he was away. You heard, of course? He said he had told you the good news."
"What good news? When?"