"He told me," said Mrs. Briss.
It brought light, but it brought also, I fear, for me, another queer
grimace. "Does he then regularly tell?"
"Regularly. But what he tells," she did herself the justice to declare,
"is not always so much to the point as the two things I've repeated to
you."
Their weight then suggested that I should have them over again. "His
revelation, in the first place, of Long and Lady John?"
"And his revelation in the second"--she spoke of it as a broad joke--"of
May Server and himself."
There was something in her joke that was a chill to my mind; but I
nevertheless played up. "And what does he say that's further interesting
about _that_?"
"Why, that she's awfully sharp."