"That is improbable," said Paul, drily. "Milly knew well enough that her sister Iris did not approve of her flirtation with you, and assuredly would have stopped the meeting had she known of it. Or would have formed an inconvenient third at such a meeting," concluded Paul.
"Well, well," cried Lovel, impatiently, "assuming that my grandmother was the only person who knew that I was to meet Milly on that Sunday night--what then?"
"Simply this: that I firmly believe Gran Jimboy wrote the letter which brought Herne down to witness your meeting."
Lovel started from his seat in surprise. "How do you know Herne was there? I did not tell you that."
"No; but I know. You are aware that he saw your meeting."
"Yes; I saw him."
"You--saw--him!" repeated Paul, slowly.
"You confuse me!" said Lovel, impatiently, striding up and down the room. "I'll tell you how and where I saw Herne later. Just now inform me why you think Gran Jimboy wrote those letters?"
"Because I learnt from Catinka----"
"You have seen Catinka?" interrupted Lovel, stopping.