She lowered her voice.
"You mean—that they might suspect you of killing him?"
"Why not? Nobody knows much about me here, and it would seem suspicious. It was I who found him, and only a few hundred yards from my cottage. If it were known that he had left the village last night to see me, don't you think that it would occur to any one to wonder if we had met—and quarrelled? There could be no proof, of course, but the mere suggestion is unpleasant enough." We were in the middle of the open road, and the wagon was several yards in front. Nevertheless she drew a little closer to me, and almost whispered in my ear—
"Do you know who he is, what he wanted to see you about?"
"I have no idea," I answered. "I am quite sure that I never saw him before in my life."
"Did you see him last night?" she asked.
"Not to speak to," I answered. "I did catch just a glimpse of him, I believe, in rather a strange way. But that was all."
"What do you mean
"I saw him looking in through my window, but he came no nearer. Lady
Angela and Colonel Ray were in the room."
"In your room?"