“Oh. I assumed you were . . . well, never mind.” She fussed with the apple in her lap. He stared at her. She assumed he was a man of integrity, and a man of integrity never told a little fib for a good cause? Baloney. “I keep my word. But—well, a white lie’s okay if your motive’s right. Keeps things running smoothly—like ball bearings in the machinery of society.”