Yet she had evidently not noticed, or misunderstood it, for she said, with a certain precision that was almost studied:-- "Yes, I suppose it would have been a terrible thing to him to have been suspected of misappropriating a Trust confided to him by parties who had already paid him the high compliment of confiding to his care a secret and a fortune." Paul glanced at her quickly with astonishment.

Was this ignorance, or suspicion?
Her manner, however, suddenly changed, with the charming capriciousness of youth and conscious beauty.

"He speaks of you in this letter," she said, letting her dark eyes rest on him provokingly.
"That accounts for your lack of interest then," said Paul gayly, relieved to turn a conversation fraught with so much danger.
"But he speaks very flatteringly," she went on.

"He seems to be another one of your admirers.

I'm sure, Mr.Hathaway, after that scene in the hotel parlor yesterday, YOU, at least, cannot complain of having been misrepresented before ME.