She was in the study when Harold Hazlewood was shown in, and Pettifer had bidden her to stay.
"Margaret knows that I have been reading these reports," he said.

"Sit down, Hazlewood, and I'll tell you what I think." Mr.Hazlewood took a seat facing the garden with its old red brick wall, on which a purple clematis was growing.
"You have formed an opinion then, Robert ?" "One." "What is it ?" he asked eagerly.
Robert Pettifer clapped the palm of his hand down upon the cuttings from the newspapers which lay before him on his desk.
"This--no other verdict could possibly have been given by the jury.

On the evidence produced at the trial in Bombay Mrs.Ballantyne was properly and inevitably acquitted." "Robert!" exclaimed his wife.

She too had been hoping for the contrary opinion.

As for Hazlewood himself the sunlight seemed to die off that garden.