"Mérat, this is terrible!"
"Won't you come into the drawing-room, Sir Owen?"
"She is in no danger?"
"No, Sir Owen."
"Can I see her?"
"Yes, of course, Sir Owen; but she is still asleep, and the doctor says she will not be able to understand or recognise anybody for some hours. You will see her if you call later."
"Yes, I'll call later; but first of all, tell me, Mérat, when was the discovery made?"
"She left a letter for me to say she was not to be called, and knowing she had gone out for many hours, and finding her clothes and her boots wet through, I thought it better not to disturb her. Of course, I never suspected anything until Mr. Dean came."
"Yes, she was to meet him at the station." And as he said these words he remembered that Mérat must know of Evelyn's intimacy with Ulick. She must have been watching it for the last month, and no doubt already connected Evelyn's attempted suicide in some way with Mr. Dean, but the fact that they had arranged to meet at the railway station did not point to a betrayal.
"There was no quarrel between them, then, Sir Owen?"