“Hope I shall be out again in a day or two. How did you find Lady Jenkins?”
“Not at all to my satisfaction. She was in bed, and—and in fact seemed hardly to know me.”
Tamlyn said nothing to this, and a silence ensued. Dr. Knox broke it. He turned his eyes from the fire on which they had been fixed, and looked full at his partner.
“Has it ever struck you that there’s not quite fair play going on up there?” he asked in a low tone.
“Up where?”
“With Lady Jenkins.”
“How do you mean, Arnold?”
“That something is being given to her?”
Tamlyn sat upright in his chair, pushed back his scanty hair, and stared at Dr. Knox.
“What do you mean, Knox? What do you suspect?”