“Will you excuse me to-night, and speak to me in the morning?” pleaded she.
He shook his head.
“I won’t keep you long.”
He led the way, and she followed reluctantly enough. When they were both in the study, he pointed to a chair, and as she fell into it rather than sat down, he said:
“Don’t be afraid. I have very few questions to ask. I know without asking what has happened.”
Rhoda, greatly startled, uttered a sort of sob. He looked at her.
“I’ve grown more sharp-sighted of late,” he said gravely. “I can guess at some things now that I cannot see. I suppose you prevented Lady Sarah from running away?”
It seemed to Rhoda that his tone was stern rather than grateful. She hung her head and said nothing.
“What arguments did you use?”
Rhoda hesitated.