You were signing his book for a sleeping draught, I think." She shivered all over.
"Yes, yes!" she cried.

"Of course, I remember all about it.

The young lady who was with you--what was she doing there?
Where is she now ?" "The young lady was my sister," Tavernake answered stiffly.
Mrs.Wenham Gardner looked, for a moment, as though she would have struck him.
"You need not lie to me!" she exclaimed.

"It is not worth while.

Tell me where you met her, why you were with her at all in that intimate fashion, and where she is now!" Tavernake realized at once that so far as this woman was concerned, the fable of his relationship with Beatrice was hopeless.