“He is as close a friend of yours as he is of your father’s?”
“Yes.”
“Did you know that he was married?”
“No,” and a spasm of pain passed over her lovely face.
“You did not, until this morning, here in court?”
“No.”
“I ask you—I am sorry to have to do so—has Lord Clydesfold ever expressed his love for you?”
It was an awful moment.
She raised her eyes bravely.
“Yes.”