Roger's face became overcast, perplexed.
"When he was ill there?"
"Yes."
Dead silence.
"How did you come to be with Dick?"
It was plain that though he was perplexed the sinister presumption implied by her presence there had not yet struck him.
"Roger, I was staying with Dick at Fontainebleau. I nursed him—Mrs. Stoddart and I together. She made me promise never to speak of it to anyone."
"Mrs. Stoddart made you promise! What was the sense of that? You were travelling with her, I suppose?"
"No. I had never seen her till the morning I called her in, when Dick fell ill."
"Then that Mrs. Stoddart I met at Noyes was the older woman whom Lady Jane found looking after him when she and Jones came down?"