"On the grounds of common sense. Bernard is not the man to die when his living is needed to prove his innocence."
This was so truly a feminine argument that Durham, with a shrug, held his tongue. "There's no more to be said," he remarked.
"I know that," snapped Miss Berengaria in a bad humor. "I am quite upset by all the rubbish those fools have been talking. What's to be done next?"
"I shall go down to Gore Hall and read the will."
"Ha!" said the old lady, brightly. "Can you do that until you are sure of the death of Bernard?"
"Yes. He may be dead after all—"
"He isn't, I tell you."
"Then it is all the better he should be thought to be so," said Durham, giving up the point in the face of this firm opposition.
"Why?" asked Miss Berengaria promptly.
"Because no search will be made for Gore should he be alive and in hiding. Yet I fear Beryl will search."