"Of course. Still, Angus knew the story as related there. Dr. Carson said that he told it to him. But things are square now. Carson is dead, with his story untold; the paper is burnt, and Mr. Brock will keep his own counsel for our sakes."
"After we see Mr. Brock, dear, we will never talk of these things again," said Olive. "But there are one or two questions I feel I must ask him."
With a sudden recollection of the cipher diary and its possible further revelations, Mallow withheld his approval. "Better let sleeping dogs lie, dear."
"But I want to know more of my father's life at Kikat."
"Don't, Olive, don't. What you do know has brought you nothing but unhappiness."
"That's just it, Laurence. Nothing can make me more unhappy. I may as well know everything there is to know."
"Well, as you please. But you must let me see Mr. Brock first."
"Why; to warn him, I suppose?"
"No, n-o-o. I think I ought to tell him of Angus Carson's death."
"What good will that do?"