"I am not in love with Mrs. Meredith," he lied.
"Don't be silly," she said practically, "of course you're in love with her."
"My first job is to get that money back, and you're going to help me," he said.
"Of course I'm going to help you," she agreed. "If Mordon has been such a scoundrel, he must suffer the consequence. I'm sure that you are too clever to have made any mistake. Poor Mordon. I wonder what made him do it, because he is such a good friend of Lydia's, and seriously, Mr. Glover, I do think Lydia is being indiscreet."
"You made that remark before," he said quietly. "Now perhaps you'll explain what you mean."
She shrugged her shoulders.
"They are always about together. I saw them strolling on the lawn last night till quite a late hour, and I was so scared lest Mrs. Cole-Mortimer noticed it too——"
"Which means that Mrs. Cole-Mortimer did not notice it. You're clever, Jean! Even as you invent you make preparations to refute any evidence that the other side can produce. I don't believe a word you say."
There was a knock at the door and the maid entered bearing a letter on a salver.
"This was addressed to you, miss," she said. "It was on the hall table—didn't you see it?"