She answered with a dignity which seemed to surmount her usual childishness, "Barry, if a man wants a woman to believe in him, he's got to make himself worthy of it."
"Well," defiantly, "what have I done?"
[Illustration: "What have I done?">[
"Don't you know?"
"No-o."
"Then I'll tell you. Yes, I will tell you," with sudden courage. "I was at Delilah's this morning, and I saw your picture, and what you had written on it——"
He stared at her, with a sense of surging relief. If it was only that he had to explain about—Lilah. A smile danced in his eyes.
"Well?"