"I shan't answer you," snapped Mrs. Beatson viciously. "You aren't going to bully me."
"I think you had better answer," said Hendle, sternly. "This is not the time to play the fool."
"Are you against me also, sir?"
"I am advising you for your good. As to being against you, what attitude do you expect me to assume toward you, seeing how treacherously you have behaved, Mrs. Beatson?"
"Treacherously?"
"Yes! You listened to a conversation not meant for your ears and reported the same to Mr. Mallien."
"Did he tell you so?"
"There was no need for him to tell Mr. Hendle," said Carrington pointedly. "The mere fact that Mr. Mallien knows about this will proclaims your guilt."
"Guilt! Guilt!" repeated the housekeeper violently. "I shall thank you, sir, not to use that word in connection with me."
"I shall use it. Don't be a fool, woman! You knew about this will before Mr. Leigh was murdered, and you killed him to get it."