"Who is your relative?"
"I decline to say, just now."
"What is your name?"
"Elspeth!"
"A Scotch name. Elspeth what?"
"I cannot tell you at present," said the girl haughtily.
"Humph!" said Browne, quite puzzled, and also fascinated by this odd creature, who was a kind of Titania in domestic service. "You are a mystery. Well, it's none of my business. I have always kept clear of women, thank God, as they complicate life too much for a plain-thinking man. But Herries--what about him?"
"He is innocent."
"I know that, but how do you propose to prove his innocence?"
"Sweetlips Kind can do that--so he says."