“Yes, sir; and had some sleep myself.”
“What a wonderful woman Elaine is!”
“I can’t help admiring her, sir.”
“And what about Mr. Eliot, Toby?”
“While waiting for the woman, when she escaped me the first time, I stole up the stairs and looked in. Mr. Eliot was sitting quietly in his chair, in the dark.”
“She left him there all night!” cried the judge, horrified.
“That is cruelty. Even his helpless body must tire with remaining in one position so long. Usually Elaine has taken better care of him than that,” said Mr. Ferguson, indignantly.
“She was much excited last night; and the poor man can’t complain, you know,” returned Toby, with a shrug.
“What did Miss Halliday do this morning?” asked the lawyer, after a moment’s thought.