She interpreted the look correctly and nodded her head.
"Yes, Mr.Fairfax," she said, "you can say what you please before Nelly." "Then am I right in interpreting your trouble as being connected with your uncle ?" I asked.
"Yes, that is it," she answered.

"You have guessed correctly.

Do you know that he and Mr.Codd have disappeared ?" "Disappeared ?" I repeated.

"Have you any idea where they have disappeared to ?" "No, but I can hazard a very shrewd guess," she replied.

"I believe they have crossed to Paris in search of Mr.Hayle.Since last Sunday my uncle had been more depressed than ever, while the paroxysms of rage to which he is so subject, have been even more frequent than ever.