Derry answered for her, with a soft laugh. "Do I remember that! Why, it's all I'm going to know presently!"
"Has your 'B' memory quite gone?"
"Quite, so far as I can say."
"And your 'A' is going, and you're starting a brand-new one from the moment you met Jennie?"
"Not 'met.' 'Saw.' That's it exactly. Couldn't have been better put."
"And"—I hesitated, but took my fence—"that's all? Nothing else has gone?"
"What do you mean, Sir George? Only the remembered things are going. I'm the same, if that's what you mean."
"The same that you always were?"
"Well"—he made a simple gesture with his open hands—"if I don't remember what I was I can't very well tell that, can I?"
"You still do a little, but it's going, and soon you won't at all?"