"She says she has letters written to her husband by some member of this household, which have aroused her suspicions."
"That sounds more promising. Who is this person?"
"A woman of course—but she only knows her Christian name."
"And that is?"
"She will not tell me."
"Ah!" said Kent-Lauriston drily.
"I've sources of information about Darcy, which I'm not at liberty to give you," resumed Stanley, "but you're not on the right track, believe me."
"Time will prove the correctness of some of my theories, at least," replied his mentor, "and I shall be better able to talk when I've seen the marriage register. Now let's have something to drink, and go to bed;" and he pressed the bell.
An interval having elapsed without an answer, he rang again, but no servant appeared.
"It must be later than I thought. We'll have to shift for ourselves. There'll be something going in the billiard-room."