Monck was filling his pipe and the process seemed to engross all his thoughts.

Finally, rather suddenly, he spoke.

"As a matter of fact, I didn't see him last summer." "You didn't see him!" Stella opened her eyes wide.

"Not when you went Home ?" "I didn't go Home." Monck's eyes were still fixed upon his pipe.

"No one knows that but you," he said, "and one other.