"In one place, where we skidded a little, I recognized them." Colonel Henderson smiled a little more naturally.
"I begin to have hopes," he acknowledged frankly, "that I have been drawn into another mare's nest.

Nevertheless, I am bound to ask you this question, Miss Abbeway.

Did you leave your room at all during last night ?" "Not unless I walked in my sleep," she answered, "but you had better make enquiries of my aunt, and Parkins, our maid.

They sleep one on either side of me." "You would not object," the Colonel continued, more cheerfully still, "if my people thought well to have your things searched ?" "Not in the least," Catherine replied coolly, "only if you unpack my trunks, I beg that you will allow my maid to fold and unfold my clothes." "I do not think," Colonel Henderson said to Lord Maltenby, "that I have any more questions to ask Miss Abbeway at present." "In which case we will return to the drawing-room," the Earl suggested a little stiffly.

"Miss Abbeway, you will, I trust, accept my apologies for our intrusion upon you.