“No one, in a sense, except that Sir Charles Dyke may feel inclined to prosecute you.”
“For what, Mr. Bruce?”
This emancipated servant girl was not such a simpleton as she looked. It was necessary to frighten her and at the same time to force her to admit the facts with reference to her sensational flight from Wensley House.
“You must know,” he said, “that Sir Charles Dyke can proceed against you in the County Court to recover wages in lieu of notice, and this would be far from pleasant for you in your new surroundings.”
“Yes, I know that. But why should Sir Charles Dyke, or you, or any other gentleman, want to destroy a poor girl’s prospects in that fashion?”
“Surely, you must feel that some explanation is due to us for your extraordinary behavior?”
“No, I don’t feel a bit like it.”
“But why did you go away?”
“To suit myself.”