But I did hear you meant to go there, and--after our talk, I couldn't believe it.

I didn't come to the station to find you; I came because I was perfectly sure I wouldn't find you, and wanted to prove that I hadn't found you.
Yet--you're here." "And, though I am here, you will trust me just the same," I said, as firmly as I could.
"Of course.

I'll trust you, if--" "If what ?" "If you'll tell me just one little, tiny thing: that you're not going to see Maxine de Renzie." "I may see her," I admitted.
"But--but at least, you're not going on purpose ?" This drove me into a corner.

Without being disloyal to the Foreign Secretary, I could not deny all personal desire to meet Maxine.

Yet to what suspicion was I not laying myself open in confessing that I deliberately intended to see her, having sworn by all things a man does swear by when he wishes to please a girl, that I didn't wish to see Maxine, and would not see Maxine?
"You said you'd trust me, Di," I reminded her.