“But you must. First, I want to tell you that I know who saved my life and had me brought to the Abbey that night when I was attacked by those ruffians——”
“Ruffians!” Freda turned upon him quickly. “There was only one. My father wasn’t——”
She stopped, and drew a deep breath.
“I know, I know,” said Thurley.
“It was he who ordered that you were to be brought here—to the house.”
“I know all about that,” said he quietly.
By his tone Freda knew that he must have heard more than at the time had seemed possible.
“And I know who nursed me——”
“Mrs. Staynes.”
“And who watched over me——”