We have such wonderful tempers in our profession; and we can be so aggravating when we like! In short, my dear, Mrs.Inchbare was a she-cat, and I was a he-cat--and I clawed the truth out of her at last.

The result was well worth arriving at, as you shall see.

Mr.Delamayn had described to me certain remarkable circumstances as taking place between a lady and a gentleman at an inn: the object of the parties being to pass themselves off at the time as man and wife.

Every one of those circumstances, Blanche, occurred at Craig Fernie, between a lady and a gentleman, on the day when Miss Silvester disappeared from this house And--wait!--being pressed for her name, after the gentleman had left her behind him at the inn, the name the lady gave was, 'Mrs.Silvester.' What do you think of that ?" "Think! I'm bewildered--I can't realize it." "It's a startling discovery, my dear child--there is no denying that.
Shall I wait a little, and let you recover yourself ?" "No! no! Go on! The gentleman, uncle?
The gentleman who was with Anne?
Who is he?
Not Mr.Delamayn ?" "Not Mr.Delamayn," said Sir Patrick.

"If I have proved nothing else, I have proved that." "What need was there to prove it?
Mr.Delamayn went to London on the day of the lawn-party.