He started at the sound of her voice, looked at her a moment as though trying to account for her presence, and ended by saying:
“Well, it was curious.”
“What?”
“How you knew where to place that easel.”
“I don’t think so,” she said quietly.
He waited a moment, evidently turning something over in his mind, before saying with the same abruptness:
“Do I remind you of any one?”
She glanced at him quickly, and then shook her head twice energetically.
“That’s strange—well, you made me think so,” he said, and without explaining his meaning, he went off.