"If I could meet Addie after this, you know, I could meet YOU.

And if I do meet Addie," he lucidly pursued, "what will happen by the same stroke is that I SHALL meet you.
And that's just what I've explained to you I dread." "You mean she and I will be inseparable ?" He hesitated.

"I mean she'll tell me all about you.

I can hear her and her ravings now." She gave again--and it was infinitely sad--her little whinnying laugh.
"Oh but if what you say is true you'll know." "Ah but Addie won't! Won't, I mean, know that _I_ know--or at least won't believe it.

Won't believe that any one knows.