I considered your attitude reasonable, if a little dangerous.

No man is obliged to give himself away in matters of this sort, and I am no scandalmonger.

The situation, however, has undergone a change." Wrayson looked up quickly.
"What do you mean ?" he asked.
"To-night," Heneage said calmly, "I recognized your nocturnal visitor with the Baroness de Sturm.
"And what of that ?" Wrayson demanded.
Heneage, who was leaning back in his chair, looking into the fire with half closed eyes, straightened himself, and turned directly towards his companion.
"How much do you know about the Baroness de Sturm ?" he asked.
"Nothing at all," Wrayson answered.

"I met her for the first time to-night." Heneage looked back into the fire.
"Ah!" he murmured.

"I thought that it might be so.