"But how do you know?"
"I have my sources of information."
"She isn't going to sue me for breach of promise?"
"She never had any intention of doing so."
The Honorable Freddie sank back on the pillows.
"Good egg!" he said with fervor. He beamed happily. "This," he observed, "is a bit of all right."
For a space relief held him dumb. Then another aspect of the matter struck him, and he sat up again with a jerk.
"I say, you don't mean to say that that rotter Jones was such a rotter as to do a rotten thing like that?"
"I do."
Freddie grew plaintive.