"Here they are," replied Kent-Lauriston, handing him a little packet.
"You have seen Madame Darcy?"
"And she has given you these letters, knowing they would be shown to me?"
"Yes, on my representation, that if they substantiated her charges, she would be doing you the greatest kindness in her power."
Stanley bowed, and opened the little packet. For a few moments there was silence in the room, broken only by the occasional crackle of paper, as he turned a page. Most of the dozen or so documents he read through quickly, and laid upon the table at his side. A couple he re-read several times. Finally he looked up, saying simply:—
"You've read these letters?"
"Yes. I was given permission to do so."
"What do you think of them?"
"Two of them are suggestive."