“I was literally stunned, sir.”
“But the girl—why didn’t you make her?”
“You saw, sir; she ran sobbing out of the room.”
“Then you must make her speak now. No, no: not now; let’s set this aside till after the funeral. We cannot enter into such matters with my poor old friend lying there.”
“No, sir, not there; and there is a hindrance: the poor girl has gone.”
“Gone?”
“Yes; she disappeared last night. But I cannot go on living like this, Doctor. Take me up to Janet now; I must clear myself in her eyes.”
“I would, my boy, but she is not here.”
“Not here?” cried Clive excitedly.
“No; she left this letter and went out again within an hour.”