You know what I saw there----"
"I wish to goodness you hadn't gone near the house!" said Mark.
"No doubt you do!" she retorted. "It was no business of mine, only it
seemed so utterly inconsistent with that you distinctly told me!"
"I told you precisely the truth," he insisted.
"Oh, what nonsense!" said Carrissima.
"How could it be! You told me that Bridget was--was nothing to you."
"She was nothing. She is nothing."
"If that is really the case," said Carrissima, "why, then your conduct
appears inexplicable."
"Why didn't you tackle me?" he demanded. "Surely you have known me
long enough!"
Carrissima realized that the circumstances were against her. She had,
before to-day, come to the conclusion that those first excited
suspicions were entirely unjustifiable; although Mark had no doubt
deceived her, he could not be so bad as she had imagined at the time.
She perceived that she might find one excuse which yet she durst not
mention. If she could admit plainly that the sight of Bridget in his
arms made her madly jealous and for the moment unaccountable for her
words, then, perhaps, Mark might be mollified.
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