“I do not say our mother,” said Reginald. “I say my mother. Where is she?”
“I swear I know nothing about her,” said Leon, earnestly. “I have never seen her.”
“You have never seen her?” repeated Reginald, in a tremulous voice.
“Never,” said Leon; “that is, not since she left this place ten years ago.”
“You saw her at Dalton Hall!” cried Reginald.
“At Dalton Hall? I did not,” said Leon.
“Mrs. Dunbar, she called herself. You saw her often.”
“Mrs. Dunbar! Good Heavens!” cried Leon, in unaffected surprise. “How was I to know that?”
Reginald looked at him gloomily and menacingly.
“Leon,” said he, in a stern voice, “if you dare to deceive me about this, I will show no mercy. You must tell all—yes, all.”