Is it not so ?" She looked at me with uplifted eyebrows.
"Others of more experience have been worsted," she remarked calmly.
"Why not you ?" "If that is a serious question," I said, "I will answer it.

Perhaps my very inexperience will be my best friend." "Yes ?" "Those before me," I continued, "have thought that they knew whom to trust.

I, knowing no one, shall trust no one." "Not even me ?" she asked, half turning her head towards me.
"Not even you," I answered firmly.
A man's figure suddenly appeared on the left.

I looked at him puzzled, wondering whence he had come.
"Here is your good friend, Colonel Mostyn Ray," she remarked, with a note of banter in her tone.

"What about him ?" "Not even Colonel Mostyn Ray," I answered.