I made sure he understood--then I let him alone." Mrs.Assingham wondered.

"But he didn't explain-- ?" "Explain?
Thank God, no!" Maggie threw back her head as with horror at the thought, then the next moment added: "And I didn't, either." The decency of pride in it shed a cold little light--yet as from heights at the base of which her companion rather panted.

"But if he neither denies nor confesses-- ?" "He does what's a thousand times better--he lets it alone.

He does," Maggie went on, "as he would do; as I see now that I was sure he would.
He lets me alone." Fanny Assingham turned it over.

"Then how do you know so where, as you say, you 'are' ?" "Why, just BY that.