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The eyebrows arched themselves in polite surprise.

"Really?" she asked. "Something important? I'm sure I can't imagine what it is."

"Then stay just a little while and learn, won't you? Since I've had such extraordinary good luck as to—er—stumble on you this morning——"

She laughed maliciously.

"You are a poor fibber, Mr. Fallon," she said.

"No one ever called me that before," he replied. "In fact, I've always flattered myself that I was—well, rather good at lying."


"Then you aren't sustaining your reputation this morning," she answered, gravely. "You see, I happened to notice you on your porch when Miss Veridian asked where I was going and I told her."

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