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Rh “I should say that applied only to stupid cross-examiners; or to those who have stupid subjects to deal with. And Miss Brent is not stupid, you know.”

“Far from it! What else do you make out?”

“I make out that she’s in possession.”

“Here?”

“Don’t look startled. Do you dislike her?”

“Heaven forbid—with those eyes! She has a wit of her own, too—and she certainly makes things easier for Bessy.”

“She guards her carefully, at any rate. I could ﬁnd out nothing.”

“About Bessy?”

“About the general situation.”

“Including Miss Brent?”

Mrs. Ansell smiled faintly. “I made one little discovery about her.”

“Well?”

“She’s intimate with the new doctor.”

“Wyant?” Mr.Langhope’s interest dropped. “What of that? I believe she knew him before.”

“I daresay. It’s of no special importance, except as giving us a possible clue to her character. She strikes me as interesting and mysterious.”

Mr. Langhope smiled. “The things your imagination does for you!” [ 214 ]