Mr.Gryce, I would give anything for an hour spent with you in Mr.Adams's study, with Bartow free to move about at his will.

I think we would learn more by watching him for a short space of time than in talking as we are doing for an hour." It was said tentatively, almost timidly.

Miss Butterworth had some sense of the temerity involved in this suggestion even if, according to her own declaration, she had no curiosity.

"I don't want to be disagreeable," she smiled.
She was so far from being so that Mr.Gryce was taken unawares, and for once in his life became impulsive.
"I think it can be managed, madam; that is, after the funeral.

There are too many officials now in the house, and----" "Of course, of course," she acceded.