And Mrs.Greyle continued to look from one face to the other as if demanding a reply to her question.
"Mother!" said Audrey in a low voice.

"You aren't suggesting--" "Ahem!" interrupted Mr.Dennie.

"A moment, my dear.

There is nothing, I believe," he continued, waxing a little oracular, "nothing like plain speech.

We are all friends--we have a common cause--justice! It may be that justice demands our best endeavours not only as regards our deceased friend, Bassett Oliver, but in the interests of--this young lady.