Dull, and suddenly staring awake to the idea of his honour.

I "rendered" him ridiculous--I had caught a trick of "using men's phrases." Dearest, now that the day of trial draws nigh--you have never questioned me, and it was like you to spare me pain--but now I can speak of him and myself.' Diana dropped her voice.

Here was another confession.

The proximity of the trial acted like fire on her faded recollection of incidents.

It may be that partly the shame of alluding to them had blocked her woman's memory.