"You saw," she said, "where he was going before I came? I got him out of that, didn't I?"
He was silent, absorbed in contemplating the amazing fabric of her thought.
"Does it very much matter how I did it?"
"Yes," said Straker, "if you ask me, I should say it did. The last state of him, to my mind, was decidedly worse than the first."
"What do you suppose I did to him?"
"If you want the frankness of a brother, there's no doubt you—led him on."
"I led him on—to heights he'd never have contemplated without me."
Straker tried to eliminate all expression from his face.
"What do you suppose I did to him last night?"
"I can only suppose you led him further, since he went further."