“And she says that poor Kate is lying drowned in the lake.”
Leigh started violently, and his eyes looked wild with horror, but it was a mere flash.
“Pish!” he ejaculated, “a silly woman’s fancy. The ladder at the window contradicted that. It was an elopement and that scoundrel who was here just now was somehow at the bottom of it. He helped.”
“No,” said Jenny, quietly, “he was not, I am sure. There is some mystery there that you ought to probe to the bottom.”
“That will do,” he said, sharply, and she noticed that there was a peculiar startled look in her brother’s eyes. “Now listen to me. You will pack up your things. Begin to-night. Everything must be ready by mid-day to-morrow.”
“Yes, dear,” she said, meekly. “Are you going to send me away?”
“No, I am going to take you away. I cannot bear this life any longer.”
“Then we leave here?”
“Yes, at once.”
“Have you sold the place?”