“Guilty secret?”

“Don’t keep repeating what I say. You do it to give yourself time.”

“I don’t,” said Bill indignantly. “It’s only⁠—”

“Well? I know there’s something. You never can conceal anything.”

“I’ve got nothing to conceal. It’s only⁠—”

“Well?”

“It’s a long story⁠—You see, I took Babe St. Maur there one night⁠—”

“Oh! Babe St. Maur again.”

“Why not?”