"Yes; and I mean to know," Kitty snapped.
"And that's all?"
"Enough, I should say!"
"Please hear me out. In fact"—Louie paused for a moment and then rapped out sharply—"you want to know whether my lover was Mr. Jeffries?"
"That'll do to be going on with," said Kitty sullenly.
"Then I'll tell you if you'll tell me who said he was."
"I don't see what that's got to do with it, but I'll tell you if you like. Archie Merridew said so. There!"
Archie Merridew!—But Louie restrained her gasp. "Thank you," she said. "May I ask whether you've asked Mr. Jeffries? He might be in a position to know, you know."
"No, I haven't."
"But evidently you've seen something in his manner that would make it not quite impossible?"