'Oh, I don't know him at all well. He has been a friend of Sibyl's for a long time—so, of course——'
Her voice dropped, but in a moment she was questioning again.
'You say that Mr. Redgrave went to see him at Coventry?'
'Yes. Redgrave must have heard he was there, from Sibyl, I suppose.'
'And that was two days ago?'
'So Carnaby said—Why?'
'Somebody—oh, I think it was Mrs. Rayner Mann, yesterday—said Mr Redgrave was in Paris.'
Cecil Morphew's affairs had much less interest for her; but when Harvey said that he was going to town again tomorrow, to look at the shop in Westminster Bridge Road, she regarded him with an odd smile.
'You surely won't get mixed up in things of that kind?'
'It might be profitable,' he answered very quietly; 'and—one doesn't care to lose any chance of that kind—just now——'