asked me why, I supposed, Miss Lamb did not answer her letter.
"Have you had no answer yet?" I asked in feigned surprise, trying to gain time for invention.
"Not a word," she said, "and I begin to think that you were mistaken in supposing that she wanted to hear from me."
"I suppose," said I, "there must have been some error in the address, either on her part or mine."
"Miss Lamb," John began, visibly bracing himself for the effort. "I have something to tell you about the author of Spoils."
"Oh, please not," she cried, in mock dismay. "I really don't want to hear anything more about her. I know just enough to make her interesting."
"But it is something I must tell you," John began again.
"Stop a minute, please. I will listen to you only on one condition. Are you sure that what you wish to tell me will not diminish my interest in her?"
