This was an arresting statement, impossible to assimilate at a gulp. Cicely replied hastily:
“I saw many helping.”
“I saw some—laughing.”
“I laughed myself a moment ago. It’s just excitement. I felt hysterical.”
Lady Selina appeared to be wandering down a maze of introspection, picking her way in and out of blind alleys. She asked a question.
“How long has this bitter feeling of the Farleighs against me been smouldering?”
“I—I suppose ever since his little girls died.”
“You were aware of it?”
“Ye—es.”
“Then, why didn’t you warn me?”