"Are you sure? Do you swear it?"
"How can a man swear to a thing like that? But I do swear that, to the best of my knowledge and belief, I have never seen him before."
"Then how came it that he knew you so well?"
"Knew me so well? Gladys! What are you dreaming about? Why, he never even addressed me by name."
"No, I noticed that; but he addressed you all the same. Most of what he said was especially addressed to you, as if he knew that you would understand."
"What are you driving at?"
"What's more, he saw that I was afraid of you."
"Afraid? You? Why, you could hardly have snuggled closer."
"That was because I was afraid to let you know how afraid of you I was."
"Gladys! Has that creature turned your brain?"