“I spent the afternoon at Central Park.”
“Was Randolph with you?”
“No, sir. It wasn’t necessary; I found my way without any trouble.”
Here Mrs. Briggs entered.
She nodded slightly to Gilbert, and said, in a chilly way:—
“Take that seat, Mr. Greyson.”
Gilbert seated himself, and Randolph, who entered directly afterwards, sat down opposite.
“You were not with Gilbert to-day, Randolph,” said his father.
“No, sir.”
“Where were you?”