said Mme. Storey, "and I have confidence in your discretion, though you always make-believe not to have any..."
"Thanks, dear lady."
"What do you think of me?"
"I think you're an angel!"
"Oh, not that tosh!"
"I think you're the greatest woman in New York!"
"That's not what I want either. In all these affairs that I have been engaged in, are you satisfied that I have always taken the side of decency?"
"Oh, yes!" he said quite simply. "What a question!"
"Good! Then I ask
"Now let us come to the day of the tragedy," said Mme. Storey. "I want you to tell me everything that happened that day, beginning with the morning."
"I can't tell you much," said Mary. "What happened at night seems to have driven it all out of my head...It was Sunday. I suppose Madame went