"
"Anyhow," answered Jimmy, "I had it from Sybil an hour or so ago."
"But, my dear fellow," Mark expostulated, "it's simply inconceivable.
Carrissima knows that Bridget is nothing to me. To tell you the truth,
I had my own reasons for going out of my way to tell her so."
"You thought it necessary!" exclaimed Jimmy hastily.
"Oh well," said Mark, "I had fallen into the habit of going to Golfney
Place rather often--that was before I went to Yorkshire--as far back as
January. Carrissima had the idea that I admired the girl; so I did,
for that matter--who wouldn't? But she could never have told Sybil
that! She couldn't think anything of the sort without setting me down
as a thorough-paced liar at the least."
"The odd part of it is," replied Jimmy, "that, according to Sybil,
Carrissima went in for particulars."
"Oh, let me hear them," said Mark, sitting down again.
He was just beginning to wonder. Was it possible that Carrissima had
not dropped those flowers until after she had obtained a glimpse of the
interior of Bridget's sitting-room? But, even so, she could never
build such an abominable theory on that ludicrously insufficient
evidence.
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