She turned listlessly and brushed a dry leaf from her gown.

Then she looked calmly up into her father's face and said laconically, but to the point:-- "Ben lied." To herself she said, "Ben shall also suffer." "I do not believe that Ben lied," said Sir George.

"I, myself, saw a man go away from here." That was crowding the girl into close quarters, but she did not flinch.
"Which way did he go, father ?" she asked, with a fine show of carelessness in her manner, but with a feeling of excruciating fear in her breast.

She well knew the wisdom of the maxim, "Never confess." "He went northward," answered Sir George.
"Inside the wall ?" asked Dorothy, beginning again to breathe freely, for she knew that John had ridden southward.
"Inside the wall, of course," her father replied.

"Do you suppose I could see him through the stone wall?
One should be able to see through a stone wall to keep good watch on you." "You might have thought you saw him through the wall," answered the girl.
"I sometimes think of late, father, that you are losing your mind.