That is what brings the crowd here." Felicita dropped the curtain which she had been holding back with her hand, and stepped back a pace or two from the window.

But her face scarcely changed; she listened calmly and collectedly, as if Phebe was speaking of some persons she hardly knew.
"My husband will come back immediately," she said.

"Is not Mr.Clifford there ?" "Yes," said Phebe.
"Are you telling me all ?" asked Felicita.
"No," she answered; "Mr.Clifford says he has been robbed.

Securities worth nearly ten thousand pounds are missing.

He must have found it out already." "Who does he suspect ?" she asked again imperiously; "he does not dare suspect my husband ?" Phebe replied only by a mute gesture.