"Has it anything to do with the murder?"
"I cannot tell you."
"You need not, for I can see the truth in your face. Tell me this, do you know what I found under that window?"
He looked at her. "Yes, I know," he said, softly, and refused to speak another word.
[CHAPTER XX.]
WHAT MR. CASS HAD TO SAY.
Mr. Cass arrived home in a more cheerful frame of mind. His business, whatever it was, had evidently prospered, and the look of anxiety which his face had worn had given place to his usual imperturbable smile. He was relieved, too, to hear that Amy had gone. Altogether, when, the dinner hour arrived, Ruth found that he was as pleased as ever to be alone with her.
"By the way, my dear," he said, after the dessert was placed on the table and they had had some desultory chat, "we are about to have a visitor."
"Geoffrey?" asked Ruth, eagerly. She was longing to see her lover again.
"No; Neil Webster. I have been to Bognor to see him. He is much better, poor fellow, though still far from well. However, he is coming down here, where he will be surrounded with more comfort than Mrs. Jent can provide. Before long I hope he will be quite restored to health."