"And the letters?"
"We do not know. My husband's advisers are trying to get possession of them. That is why the courts have not yet pronounced their judgment."
He had risen to his feet, but she drew him gently down again.
"Remember, Duncan, that the man is dead! Be calm, and I will tell you all about it."
He looked at her wonderingly.
"You are not angry with me?"
"Angry! Why should I be? I am only happy to know that you never forgot—that you could not bear to destroy the only link that was left between us. Do you know, I am almost sorry that I spoke to you about this! We seem to have snatched an hour or two out of Paradise, and it is I who have stirred up the dark waters. Let us forget it for a few more minutes!"
He drew her away with him towards their seat under the trees. Wrayson looked across at Louise with a smile.
"You, too," he said. "May we not forget a little longer?"
She smiled at him sadly, and shook her head.