“Any one new, I meant.”
“No.”
“You look as if you had.”
“Do I?” she said, with indifference.
“Yes. You look—I don’t know——”
He paused.
“I think it’s younger,” he added. “You never are tired or ill, but you generally look both. To-day you don’t.”
“Please don’t blame me for looking moderately well for once in my life.”
“Why did you ask me to dinner here?”
The sound of his voice was as suspicious as the expression on his face.