A great
pity. She had all but forgot him; now she'll never rest till she's
found him out. And you might have seen how much more to your
advantage it was to keep a thing like that quiet."
Unwonted mental disturbance was playing tricks with Polly's
complexion. She evidently feared to compromise herself, and at the
same time desired to know all that was in her companion's mind.
"What business is it of yours?" was the crude phrase that at length
fell from her lips, uttered half-heartedly, between resentment and
jesting.
"Well, there's the point," replied Gammon, with a laugh. "Queer
thing, but it just happens to be particular business of mine."
Polly stared. He nodded.
"There's such a thing, Polly, as going halves in a secret. I've been
wondering these last few days whether I should tell you or not. But
we're getting on so well together--eh? Better than I expected, for
one. I shouldn't feel I was doing right, Polly, if I took any
advantage of you."
She was growing excited. Her wiles had given way before superior
stratagem, and perhaps before something in herself that played
traitor.
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