After all, he hadn't seen Joan himself in the ball-room until well after ten o'clock.
"I should have known that it was Miss Whitworth even if I had not heard her voice," and Jenny described how, on fetching Mrs.Croyle's book, she had seen Joan unlatch the glass door of the library.
Sir Chichester was shaken, but he pushed his blotting-paper here and his pen there, and pished and tushed like a refractory child.
"And how did she get back?
I suppose she ran all the way in her satin shoes and back again, eh ?" "No, sir, she came back in Mrs.Brown's motor-car.

I saw it from my bedroom window waiting in the drive." "Ah! Now that we can put to the test, Jenny," cried Sir Chichester triumphantly.

"And we will----" He caught Hillyard's eye as he moved towards the door in order to summon Miranda from the garden.

Hillyard warned him with an almost imperceptible shake of the head.

"Yes, we will, in our own time," he concluded lamely.