"I might ask—how do you know?"
"The girl—was a friend of mine...."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"Don't mistake me. I—I didn't love her—not in that way, I mean. But, Tony—who told you?"
"Quentin."
"My God!"
"Why are you so surprised? It was right that he should tell me."
"Of course. But I—I didn't think he would."
Tony hesitated a moment—it struck Nigel that she was considering how far she ought to take him into her confidence. The thought humiliated him.