“No, sir; ’strue as goodness, I didn’t.”
“Mr Claud did not speak to you about it?”
“No, sir.”
“Didn’t you see him last night?”
“No, sir; I went up to his room to fetch his boots to bring down and dry, but the door was locked, but when I knocked and asked for them he did say something then.”
“Yes, what did he say?”
Samuel glanced at his mistress and hesitated.
“Don’t look at me, Samuel,” said Mrs Wilton; “speak the whole truth.”
“Yes; what did he say?” cried Wilton, sternly.
“Well, sir, he told me to go to the devil.”