She turned again to the door.
"Is that all, my lady ?" "You had better hear what the news is." "As you please, my lady." Jenny stopped and resumed her position.
"The announcement of Mrs.Croyle's death appeared in the _Harpoon_ this morning.

The news was left at the _Harpoon_ office by a chauffeur with a private car at midnight--Mrs.Croyle's car." "It never left the garage last night," said Jenny fiercely.
"You know that for certain ?" "I am engaged to the chauffeur," she replied with a smile; and Millie Splay looked sharply up.
"Oh," she murmured slowly, after a pause.

"Thank you, Jenny.

Yes, thank you." The quiet satisfaction of Millie Splay's voice puzzled Jenny and troubled her security.

She watched Lady Splay warily.