"It's all your fault, foolish Mavis, for coming to Melkbridge," she remarked, when Mavis had told her of her perplexities.
"But how was I to know?"
"The only way to have guarded against complications was to keep away altogether. I suppose you wouldn't go even now?"
"He's much too ill to move. Besides—-"
"Will you go when he's better, if I tell you something?"
"What?" asked Mavis, seriously alarmed by the deadly earnestness of her friend's manner.
"Miss Hunter!"
"What of her?"
"First tell me, where was it you went for your—your honeymoon?"
"Polperro. Why?"