"The other man."
"I've been acquainted with several of 'em in my life."
"So I've been given to understand. I'm talking about the man on whose account you broke your engagement."
"You're seeing things, Jimmie. Monty himself is the nigger in that woodpile."
"What about Cary Scott?"
The look with which she faced him did not waver. "Well, what about him?"
"He's coming back."
"Coming back? Here?" Still her eyes were steady, but there was the faintest catch in her breathing.
"Well, no; he isn't. I just said that as an experiment. Though, of course, he might come if you wanted him. You do want him, don't you, Pat dear?"