"He's talked to me about them. But I should hardly think you'd be surprised at it. You're as much interested in palmistry as he is in the spooks, aren't you?"
Clytie flashed a glance at him. "Didn't you know that Mr. Granthope had given up palmistry?"
Cayley smiled and smoothed his pointed beard. "Oh, yes. I've heard considerable about it. Nobody seems to understand it but me. Very clever of him, I think."
"What d'you mean?" Clytie was instantly upon the defense.
"I like his system. It's subtle."
"His system?"
"Yes. You don't mean to say you still think he's sincere, do you?"
"I don't think it's necessary to discuss Mr. Granthope," said Clytie carelessly. "Of course I do believe he's sincere, or I wouldn't call myself a friend of his. He has given up a good paying business because he was sick of that way of earning a living."
"And also in order to make more money by quitting."
"How?"