“You wouldn’t be a woman if you didn’t.”
“And how it was passed from Captain Byfield to Cyril Hammersley.” This was a random shot but it hit the mark. Rizzio’s eyes dilated slightly, but she saw them.
“Byfield! Impossible.”
“Not at all. Cyril told me,” she lied.
“He told you——?” he paused aghast, for now she was laughing at him.
“No—but you have.”
His brow tangled and he folded his arms again.
“Of course, you know the importance to Cyril and Captain Byfield of keeping such a matter secret.”
He had not heard! He did not know! She remembered that the subject of the dreadful news from London had not been reopened and Jack Sandys’ sources of information were probably semiofficial.
She controlled her voice with an effort.