"How could it be?"
"I can't tell you…Jerrold, it isn't true."
"I know it isn't."
"But you thought it was."
"When did I think?"
"Then; when you came to see me."
"Did I?"
"Yes. And you're not going to lie about it now."
"Well, if I did I've paid for it."
(What did he mean? Paid for it? It was she who had paid.)