Reginald cast a threatening glance on his cousin, who undauntedly replied to it.
“You can't gainsay that, at any rate, Reginald.”
“Reginald, dear Reginald,” cried Louis, with streaming eyes, “you know I always spoke the truth to you; I declare solemnly that I am speaking only the truth now.”
Reginald looked gloomily at his brother.
“Indeed it is. If you will not believe me, who will?”
“Who, indeed?” said Frank.
“I do believe you, Louis,” said Reginald, quickly, “I do believe you; but this matter must be sifted. It is very strange, but I will make all the inquiries I can. Who sat with you?”
“Ferrers was sitting there,” replied Louis.
“Any one else?”
“No,” replied Louis.