Gard flushed at this unmistakable sign of hostility. The Senechal
threatened to turn them all out if anything of the kind happened again,
and Gard proceeded to recount in minutest detail the happenings of the
previous night--so far as they concerned himself and Tom Hamon.
"What were you doing down at the Coupee at that time of night?" asked
the Senechal.
"I had been having a smoke and was just about to turn in when I met Miss
Hamon hurrying to the Doctor's for some medicine. I asked her permission
to accompany her, and then took her home to Little Sark. It was when I
was coming back that I met Tom Hamon."
"Yes, little Nance came to me about half-past ten," said the Doctor, "I
remember I asked her if she was not afraid to go all that way home
alone, and she said she had a friend with her."
"Was there any specially bad feeling between you and Tom Hamon?"
"There had always been bad feeling, but any one who knows anything about
it knows that it was not of my making."
"Will you explain it to us?"
"If you say I must. One does not like to say ill things of the dead.
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