"Tell it me."
"Won't you let me keep it to myself? I don't know that I believe it any longer."
Jasper had a flare of understanding.
"Oh—that! It was about my cousin, Rose Benham?"
"Yes and no."
"What, more than that?"
"Don't ask me any more."
She glanced at him half pleadingly, and his square jaw and strong, confident head showed up convincingly against a cloud of slander.
"I don't think I believe it. Don't ask me to say more."
He gave her a full, frank look.