Old 'forty-niners' did not hesitate over a thing they wanted." "You never knew who was your successful rival, eh ?" said Dona Anna, turning to Judge Baker with a curious glance at Paul's pale face in passing.
"No," said Baker, "but"-- he stopped with a hesitating laugh and some little confusion.

"No, I've mixed it up with something else.

It's so long ago.

I never knew, or if I did I've forgotten.

But the necklace I remember." He handed it back to Yerba with a bow, and the incident ended.
Paul had not looked at Yerba during this conversation, an unreasoning instinct that he might confuse her, an equally unreasoning dread that he might see her confused by others, possessing him.