him, does that make for you the appearance———?"
"If you offered it, you mean, on your condition—my promising not to sell? I promised," said Lord Theign, "absolutely nothing at all!"
She took him up with all expression. "So I promised as little! But that I should have been able to say what I did sufficiently meets your curiosity."
She might, wronged as she held herself, have felt him stupid not to see how wronged; but he was in any case acute for an evasion. "You risked your offer for the great equivalent over which you've so wildly worked yourself up."
"Yes, I've worked myself—that, I grant you and don't blush for! But hardly so much as to renounce my 'lover'—if," she prodigiously smiled, "I were so fortunate as to have one!"
"You renounced poor John mightily easily—whom you were so fortunate as to have!"
Her brows rose as high as his own had ever done. "Do you call Lord John my lover?"
"He was your suitor most assuredly," Lord Theign inimitably said, though without looking at her; "and as strikingly encouraged as he was respectfully ardent!"
