“And that was why you were silent yesterday?”
“No; I had a far different reason.”
“Will you not confide in me a little?” he pleaded.
“Why should I? In the first place, you do not treat me with confidence; in the second, all I could say would never persuade you that it was not I who had meetings in Turoy Wood with Mr. Belmont.”
“I do not see who else it could have been.”
“And the lady I met at Borton Hall—who else could she have been but your wife?”
“She might have been any one.”
“So might Mr. Belmont’s friend.”
“I don’t know about that. You are the only lady in Turoy.”
“Now!” she said, with a significance that made Colonel Dacre ponder, and wonder if he had been confused like the rest of the world.