"Because I have seen a man so like my father as to make me think he must be some relative--possibly a brother."
"Where did you see him?"
"At Chippingholt. Aunt Judy, tell me, who is he?"
Mrs. St. Leger recovered herself. "My dear Brenda, how should I know who the man is? You have been misled probably by a chance resemblance."
"The resemblance was too strongly marked to be mere chance. And my father--" Brenda checked herself. "Auntie, surely you can answer a simple question?"
"What is it you want to know?" asked the old lady, nervously.
"Have you two brothers?"
"No. Your father is my only brother," said Mrs. St. Leger, but by the way in which she said it Brenda knew that she spoke falsely.