"No, I didn't." Then with one accord they clung to one another and laughed tremulously in an immeasurable relief.
Then Olivia said: "And you didn't mind?
You married me when you actually thought I'd murdered Egbert ?" "Oh, Egbert!" said Grey in a tone of contempt which placed the late Lord Loudwater definitely as a person the murder of whom was neither here nor there.

Then he added: "But, hang it all! You married me when you actually thought I'd murdered him." "I thought you did it for my sake," said Olivia.
"I thought you did it for mine--to get me out of a mess.

Though I'll be shot if I believe I should have cared if you'd done it entirely on your own account.

Not that you could." "Oh, Antony, how very fond of one another we must be!" said Olivia in a hushed voice.
It was after breakfast next morning that Olivia, who stood before the window, smoking a cigarette and watching the passers-by, turned and said: "But if neither you nor I murdered Egbert, who did ?" "The mysterious woman, I suppose," said Grey, with very little show of interest in the matter.
"But I never believed that there was any mysterious woman, I thought the papers invented her," said Olivia.
"So did I," said Grey.

"But it's beginning to look to me as if there might have been one." "I wonder who she can be ?" said Olivia.
"A barmaid, I should think," said Grey, in a tone which placed definitely the late Lord Loudwater as a lover.
"You certainly do dislike Egbert," said Olivia, in a dispassionate tone of one stating a natural fact of little importance.
"I do," said Grey.
"It's odd how little I remember him," said Olivia thoughtfully.