This I warmly disclaimed. "In any case I only know Mrs. Cunningham very slightly," I protested.
"And you formed no impression of her?"
"I didn't say that."
"Not even that she would be just the woman to take a—hint—of that kind?"
She was gently but quite plainly laughing at me; but, glad as I was to see the cloud disappear from her brow, she was not going to have everything her own way.
"Then she did make a discovery, and received a hint, as you call it, in doing so?"
"Did she?" she parried.
"Did she?"
At that she laughed outright. She patted my sleeve almost as if I had been a child.
"You men can't know how funny you are sometimes!" she mocked me.