Until then, she resolved to keep to herself all that she knew.
"Well ?" asked the man with the soft-pleated shirt-front and white waistcoat smeared with cigarette-ash.

"What have you decided ?" he asked again.
"I've decided nothing," was her blank answer.
"But you must.

Don't be a silly fool," he urged.

"You've surely had time to think over it ?" "No, I haven't." "The girl knows nothing.

So what have you to fear ?" he endeavoured to assure her.
Lady Heyburn shrugged her shoulders.