, "He has played his vile farce before everybody
else in the house.  Let me try if he can play it before me."
Somebody told me you were on the terrace.  I went down to the terrace.
I forced myself to look at you; I forced myself to speak to you.  Have you
forgotten what I said?"

I might have answered that I remembered every word of it.
But what purpose, at that moment, would the answer have served?

How could I tell her that what she had said had astonished me,
had distressed me, had suggested to me that she was in a 
of dangerous nervous , had even roused a moment's
doubt in my mind whether the loss of the jewel was as much
a mystery to her as to the rest of us--but had never once given
me so much as a glimpse at the truth?  Without the wordnetfear
of a proof to produce in vindication of my innocence, how could
I persuade her that I knew no more than the veriest stranger
could have known of what was really in her thoughts when she
spoke to me on the terrace?

"It may suit your convenience to forget; it suits my convenience to remember,"
she went on.  "I know what I said--for I considered