“Whatdidhesay？“askedRandolphuneasily。
“Idon’tliketosay——itwasTOOdreadful！“
Randolphdidnotpressher。Yet，afterapause，shesaidinalowvoice，withanaiveteimpossibletodescribe，“Itwas，’Jack，damnyou！’“
Hedidnotdaretolookather，evenwiththisgrimminglingoffarceandtragedywhichseemedtoinvesteverysceneofthatsordiddrama。MissEversleighcontinuedgravely:“Thegroom’snamewasRobert，butJackmighthavebeenthenameofoneofhisbooncompanions。“
Convincedthatshesuspectednothing，yetinthehopeofchangingthesubject，Randolphsaidquietly:“Ithoughtyourguardianperhapsalittlelessfrankandcommunicativeto-day。“