'And do you remember that she was quite sweet on me until you told her lies about me?'
'I don't remember telling her anything about you.'
'No, you wouldn't. But you did all the same. I don't know just what you told her, but she was shy of me after that--a fine girl, she was, with a fine figure.'
'It's a long time ago,' murmured Buller.
'It is,' cried Pengelly triumphantly. 'So you may think, but I don't forget quite so easily. It isn't my nature to. I haven't got along in this world by forgetting everything, I can tell you. No, sir. You were real nasty, Charlie Buller, about that girl. It wasn't as though you wanted her yourself either. I don't know what you were so mean for. Anyway, she cost you two years in jail, that girl did. It's a pity you've forgotten--important she was, as it t
