Nell looked at Molly; her eyes had widened suddenly,
"Molly!"—her voice was quite sharp—"you said she had gone—"
"I thought she had. A maid came and asked her—"
Denis bounded down the stairs.
"Sarah!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Do you know anything about a maid coming from next door to ask Miss Sheila to go to tea?"
"Yes, sir, but she said, 'No, thank you, she didn't wish to go.'"
"Have you seen her go out, Sarah?"
"No, sir. She's never out, and it pouring and that bitter cold and windy!"