Lady Carey's thin lips curled.

She had no sympathy with such amateurish love-making.
Nevertheless, his embarrassment was a great relief to her.
"She promised to be here," he answered stiffly.
"Everything depends upon your being honest with me," she continued.
"You will see from my question that I know.

Was there not something said about supper at your rooms before or after the dance ?" "I cannot discuss this matter with you or any living person," he answered.

"If you know so much why ask me ?" Lady Carey could have shaken the man, but she restrained herself.
"It is sufficient!" she declared.

"What I cannot understand is why you are here--when Lucille is probably awaiting for you at your rooms." He started from his chair as though he had been shot.
"What do you mean ?" he exclaimed.