I nodded.
"Yes, just as it was 'Fred' with O'Brien."
"O'Brien wasn't in love with you."
"Oh, well, maybe Dick isn't. He just thinks he is."
"Any understanding between you?"
I hesitated. I really think he would have taken pleasure in hurting me then for that long pause. I said at last:
"He asked me to wait for him, but I'm not going to, if you'll come lots to see me."
"Did you promise to?"
Again I paused, and this time he caught up my face, but savagely, by the chin.
"Well?"