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Rh "And yet Jean says the contrary?" this lady demanded in stupefaction of her son.

Rose turned, incredulous, to Paul. "She said to you—anything so false?"

"My dear boy, you simply didn't understand!" Tony laughed. "Give me a cigarette."

Paul's eyes, contracted to the pin-points we have already seen them become in his moments of emotion, had been attached, while he smoked still harder, to Rose's face. He turned very red and, before answering her, held out his cigarette-case. "That was what I remember she said—that you had gone with Effie to Bounds."

Rose stood wonderstruck. "When she had taken her from me herself?"

Mrs. Beever referred her to Paul. "But she wasn't with Jean when he saw her!"

Rose appealed to him. "You saw Miss Martle alone?"

"Oh yes, quite alone." Paul now was crimson and without visible sight.

"My dear boy," cried Tony, impatient, "you simply don't remember."

"Yes, Tony. I remember."