"Why, he made a pretence of studying with Heath; but he never stuck very close to anything; he had read a little in the city, I believe."
"Then he is quite at home in Heath's office?"
"Quite at home."
"Thank you, Mr. Vandyck." Mr. Wedron draws back from the table and smiles blandly upon poor Ray. "Thank you, sir. You are an admirable witness; for the second time to-day you have evaded leading questions, and withheld more than you have told. But I won't bear malice. I see that you are resolved not to tell why Miss Wardour summoned you to her presence on that particular day; so, I won't insist upon it—I will find out in some other way."
"Thank you," retorts Ray, rather stiffly. "It will be a relief to me, if you can do so. Can I answer any more questions, sir?"
"Not to-night. And, Mr. Vandyck, as a friend of Clifford Heath's, we ask you to help us, and to share our confidence. Now, we must find out first, if Constance Wardour is engaged to Lamotte; and second, the cause of the estrangement between herself and Doctor Heath. Can you suggest a plan?"
"Yes," replies Ray, a smile breaking over his face. "Send for Mrs. Aliston, and question her as you have me."
"Good!" cries Mr. Wedron. "Excellent!"