"Who sent for them? You?"
"Oh no."
"Then it was your friend; that fellow Ravensworth. I thought as much."
"But indeed it was not," she eagerly answered, shrinking from her husband's scornful tones. "When the two policemen came in—and we do not know who it was sent them—Mr. Ravensworth went to them by my desire to stop the search. I told him that you objected to it."
"Objected to it! I forbade it," haughtily rejoined Lord Level. "And if—if——"
"Oh, pray, Archibald, do not excite yourself; do not, do not!" she interrupted, frightened and anxious. "You know you will become worse again if you do."
"Will you go and end it in my name? End it, and send them away from the house."
"Yes, if you tell me to do so; if you insist upon it," she answered. "But I am afraid."
"Why are you afraid?"
Lady Level bent her head until it was on a level with his. "For this, Archibald," she whispered: "that they might question me—and I should be obliged to answer them."