“I have fully deserved all this,” he said, at length. “When you first told me of Miss Thayer’s feeling toward me I did not—I could not—believe it. Never once, during all the hours we were together, was there anything to confirm what you said.”
“You did not notice this any more than you noticed other things which happened, Jack; you were too completely absorbed. But that does not alter the fact, does it?”
“No; the fact remains the same. It has only been since the accident that I have realized it; and this is one of the two problems which I have to straighten out.”
“Then you do know now that Inez loves you?”
Armstrong bowed his head.
“What is it that has at last convinced you?”
He hesitated for a moment. “It seems uncanny, Helen, but I have been ‘seeing things.’”
She looked at him questioningly. “Seeing things?” she repeated.
“Yes; you will think I have lost my mind again, just as I did; but the doctor says it is not unusual. Inez was alone with me, after the accident, you know, in the cottage.”
“Well?” encouraged Helen, breathlessly.