Durham answered her look. "I will go back to London," he said, "and will advertise for Mrs. Gilroy——"
"She won't be such a fool as to obey."
"I beg your pardon, Miss Plantagenet; she may."
"She won't, I tell you."
"Then Michael may come."
"What! with that murder hanging over his head? Rubbish!"
"You forget Bernard is accused. Michael can clear himself."
Miss Berengaria snorted and rubbed her nose. "Can he? then I should very much like to know how he can. Do what you like, young man, but mark my words: your net will catch no fish."
"It may catch Beryl," said Bernard, thoughtfully. "When he sees Mark advertising he will be on the look-out."
"To have Michael arrested as Bernard," said Miss Berengaria. "Well, he might. And if so, all the better for you, Gore. Oh dear me"—she rose to put on her bonnet—"what a lot of trouble all this is."