“I thought she’d have cried here,” said Lord Manton; “but she didn’t. Did you comfort her?”
“No, I didn’t. At least I suppose I did in the end. I didn’t know what to do. I’m not a married man, and I’m not accustomed——”
“How did you comfort her in the end? It would interest me very much to hear, if the details are of the sort that will bear repeating without giving Miss Blow away. Did you hold a pocket-handkerchief to her eyes?”
“No, nothing of that kind. I——” Mr. Goddard hesitated.
“Go on,” said Lord Manton. “I’ll treat whatever you say as strictly confidential.”
“Well, I promised to do what she asked.”
“Do you mean to say that you’ve pledged yourself to go searching the country for Dr. O’Grady’s body?”
“I couldn’t help it. What on earth else could I do?”
“And when do you start?”