Her victory, as it seemed to her, won so easily and containing good
promise of further success in the future, cheered her immensely, and
it was in almost a happy mood that she went unto the garden after
lunch and met Dunn in a quiet, well-hidden corner, where he had been
waiting and watching for long.
His appearance startled her--his eyes were so wild, his whole
manner so strained and restless, and she gave a little dismayed
exclamation as she saw him.
"Oh, what's the matter?" she asked. "Aren't you well? You look--"
She paused for she did not know exactly how it was he did look;
and he said in his harshest, most abrupt manner
"Do you remember Charley Wright?"
"Why do you ask?" she said, puzzled. "Is anything wrong?"
"Do you remember John Clive?" he asked, disregarding this. "Have
you heard two men have been arrested for his murder?"
"Mrs. Barker told me so," she answered gravely. He came a little
nearer, almost threateningly nearer.
"What do you think of that?" he asked.
She lifted one hand and put it gently on his arm. The touch of it
thrilled him through and through, and he felt a little dazed as he
watched it resting on his coat sleeve. She had become very pale
also and her voice was low and strained as she said
"Have you had suspicions too?"
He looked at her as if fascinated for a moment, and then nodded
twice and very slowly.
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