“Do you think Garlett will ask her to stay?”
“No, I don’t. I think he’s longing for her to go.”
He was taken aback. “Why d’you think that?”
“‘He who will not when he may, when he will he shall have nay.’”
Dr. Maclean stared at Miss Prince distrustfully. What exactly did she mean by that enigmatic quotation?
“You’re not a fool!” she said tartly. “Harry Garlett’s not the first man who’s made love to a woman—and then been sorry he had, eh?”
“You think there was a time when Garlett made love to Miss Cheale?”
Dr. Maclean’s voice also fell almost to a whisper.
“I’m sure of it! She’s never admitted it, mind you—don’t run away with that idea.”
“I don’t believe Harry Garlett has ever made love to Agatha Cheale,” said the doctor, definitely making up his mind. “I think he’s an out-and-out white man.”