In the light of what he had just been told about the Baroness, he knew very well how Heneage would regard the truth.

Of course, she was innocent, innocent of the deed itself and of all knowledge of it.

But Heneage did not know her; he would be hard to convince.

So Wrayson shook his head.
"I can tell you nothing," he said.

"I admit frankly my sympathies are not with you.