“In what way am I different?”
She did not answer, but said:
“Did you hear what the baron and I were talking about at lunch?”
“Just a few words.”
“I hope you didn’t think I wished to join in gossip about Beryl Van Tuyn?”
“Of course not.”
“I hate all such talk. If that offended you—”
She was losing her dignity and knew it, but a great longing to overcome his rigidity drove her on.
“If you think—”
“It wasn’t that!” he said. “I have no reason to mind what anyone says about Miss Van Tuyn.”