“I heard you.”
“Heard me talking?”
“Yes.”
“What did I say?”
“You were asking Mr Gleason for money—a big sum.”
“And you heard me ask him?”
“I didn’t exactly hear you, you spoke very low, and I was behind a closed door. But I heard all Mr Gleason said—so I could tell.”
“What did he say?”
“He said, ‘twenty thousand dollars! I should say not! Not unless—well, you know my conditions.’ That’s exactly what he said. And then you murmured something, and he said, ‘You’re a Lindsay—you’re both Lindsays,’ but I don’t know whether he meant you and his sister, or you and your brother.”
“What has my brother to do with it?”