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 "Much obliged!"

"Oh, I'm not questioning your veracity," she said calmly. "I'm sure you mean to steer clear now, only—I'm wondering if it will last."

"I see. Well, I'm only agreeing not to ask any more questions now—and here. If I should learn by accident I'd probably try to see her again. I suppose it's the—well, the element of mystery that has got me going. I dare say if she had told me her name I wouldn't have thought about her again."

"Then you did ask her?"

He nodded: "Yes; she told me the Peggy part of it."

"Oh!" Leona frowned. "She didn't"

He laughed. "She didn't fess up to that?" he asked.

"She may have mentioned it. I don't remember. And now, if you're quite through"

"Quite, thank you. Yes, I'd better go, for Tommy is scowling quite fiercely at me. By the by, you and she write?"

"Occasionally."

"Then, in your next letter"

"No," she said decisively.