Hamlin lifted his eyes and looked at her, stirred into sudden interest by the almost caressing sound of the soft voice.
"Yes," he said slowly, "there are some things I should like to know, if I thought you would answer frankly."
"Try me and see."
"Then why are you Mrs. Dupont, instead of Mrs. Le Fevre?"
"Then my guess is true, and you are not so devoid of curiosity," she laughed. "My answer? Why, it is simplicity itself—because I was never Mrs. Le Fevre, but am rightfully Mrs. Dupont."
"Do you mean you were never married to Le Fevre?"
"What else could I mean?"
"Then he lied."
She shrugged her white shoulders.
"That would not surprise me in the least. 'T was a characteristic of the man you had ample reason to know. How came you to believe so easily?"