"You do. Not very well, perhaps, but you know him."
"What is his name?"
"I'll tell you that after you have seen Mr. Mallow."
Miss Saxon rose with rather an offended look. "I have no intention of seeing Mr. Mallow."
"Supposing he was here, would you consent to an interview?"
"I don't dare—I dare not! If he asked questions!—what do you mean?"
"Nothing," said Peggy briskly. "We have joined issue, as the lawyers say. I advise you to speak out and you refuse."
"I don't understand all this. Is Cuthbert here?"
"Yes. To be plain with you, Juliet, a person I know arranged that I should write to you and that Mr. Mallow should meet you here."
Juliet looked annoyed. "Who is interfering with my private business?"