"Lord Ronald Engleton," Jeanne said. "Yes, I know all about that, of course."
"Sometimes," Kate said slowly, "I have had strange thoughts about him. Mr. Cecil and the other man, Major Forrest they call him, are still at the Hall, and the servants say that they do little but drink and swear at one another. I wonder sometimes why they are there, and why Mr. Andrew stays away."
Jeanne leaned a little forward in her chair. Something in the other's words had interested her.
"There is something," she said, "behind in your thoughts. What is it?"
The girl was silent for a moment.
"To-night," she said, "if you have the courage to come with me, I will show you what I mean."
[a/]
CHAPTER XIII
"I am afraid," Jeanne declared, "that I cannot go on. I have not the eyes of a cat. I cannot see one step before me."
Her companion laughed softly as she turned round.