“No,” said Roberta.
Back in the drawing-room Roberta returned to her fireside seat. The Lampreys watched her with guarded inquisitive-ness.
“Well, Robin,” said Henry, “I trust your little spot of inquisition passed off quietly.”
“Oh yes,” said Roberta. “Mr. Alleyn just wanted to know where I was and all that.” And nerving herself, she said: “You know, my dears, I’ve been thinking you must be very glad he was so generous after all. It’ll be nice to remember that, won’t it?”
There was a dead silence. Roberta looked into Lord Charles’s eyes and then into Henry’s. “Won’t it?” she repeated.
“Yes,” said Henry after a long pause. “It’ll be nice to remember that.”
CHAPTER XV
ENTRANCE OF MR. BATHGATE
Courageous little liar,” said Alleyn, “isn’t she?”
“I suppose so,” said Fox.