Chapter 14

Ross laughed. "You don't know yourself, do you, my dear? And I'm offering you incontrovertible evidence. I couldn't put a pigeon before me and think a pheasant, could I? Very well. The fact remains. And another thing I want to tell you. With my training in the other school--the sordid school--the one I undeniably do represent in that column I showed you--it would have been easy to make the _Lady_ under all her smoothness a gossiper--a tattler--an insinuator. She might have gone better than she has if I had--with so…