“Don’t believe it!” exclaimed Jane.
“Not a syllable of it.”
“But what do you mean? What don’t you believe?”
“That Juliet threw herself into the pond. My dear, she is not the kind of girl to do it; she’d no more do such a thing than I should.”
“Oh, Val! It is true the drags brought up nothing but eels; but——”
“Of course they didn’t. There’s nothing but eels there to bring up.”
“Then where can Juliet be?—what is the mystery?” dissented Jane. “What became of her?”
“That I don’t know. Rely upon it, Janey, she is not there. She’d never jump into that cold pond. How long ago is this?”
“Nearly a month. Three weeks last Thursday.”