The mere fact of realising that the hothouse blossom was part of the social legend proved the change in herself.
'So that is the secret about the little girl,' she said at last.

Then she started a little, as if she had made a discovery.

'Good heavens!' she exclaimed, poking the fire sharply.

'He cannot be as bad as that--even he!' 'What do you mean ?' asked Logotheti, surprised.
'No--really--it's too awful,' Margaret said slowly, to herself.
'Besides,' she added, 'one has no right to believe an anonymous letter.' 'The writer was well informed about you, at least,' observed Logotheti.

'You say that the details are true.' 'Absolutely.