"It's not true!" she said huskily. "You've no proofl'
"I shall have," he promised, and picked up his hat. "No, you needn't put on that remarkably wooden expression. I'm not going to ask you to tell me anything. The one piece of information I came for I've got. The rest I'll have soon enough - without the assistance you're so loath to give me."
"What information? What do you imagine you've discovered?"
"You can think that out for yourself," said Mr. Amberley. "Thank you so much for giving me tea. Goodbye!"
Chapter Seven
Mr. Amberley's hopes of a quiet evening were dashed by a telephone call that came for him in the middle of dinner. Sir Humphrey passed a severe stricture upon people who invariably rang up during a meal because they were "sure of finding one in, and inquired testily of his butler who it was and why he could not give a message.
Upon hearing that his call came from Basil Fountain, Mr. Amberley, who had heartily endorsed his uncle's views, said that he would answer it. He returned to the dining room a few moments later and replied in answer to Felicity's inquiry that Fountain wanted him to motor over to the manor after dinner.
"Whatever for?" said Felicity.
"Apparently," said Amberley, helping himself to salad, "he has remembered a valuable piece of evidence."
"Did he ask me to come too?"