"I'm sorry," said Sir Julian carefully.
"I've spoken to Mr. Fuller about it, but he—he was a little bit difficult."
"I can quite believe it."
"I couldn't get him to accept my resignation at all," she said, smiling rather forlornly.
"Fuller is not easily defeated."
She interpreted his thought rather more accurately than he desired, in her quick rejoinder.
"And I am. I haven't been able to cope with the last few days at all. Do you remember how we talked about atmosphere one afternoon before Christmas?"
"On the way back from Salt Marsh? I was thinking about it not so very long ago."
"Then," said Miss Marchrose slowly, "you knew about—this place?"
Sir Julian made no pretence at not having understood her.