'Mr Holland?--Guy Holland? Oh, yes, I have good cause for remembering him.'
'Mr Holland has spoken of me to you?'
'Oh! You are that Miss Broad! I have pleasure in wishing you good morning.'
Miss Bewicke walked off as if, so far as she was concerned, the matter was at an end; but so abrupt a termination to the interview the other would not permit.
'I am sorry to detain you, Miss Bewicke, but, as I have said, I wish to speak to you.'
'Yes. What do you wish to say?'
'Can I not speak to you in private?'
'By all means.' Miss Bewicke led the way into a sitting-room. As soon as they were in, and the door closed, before the other had a chance to open her lips, she herself began the ball. 'Miss Broad, before you speak, there is something which I wish to say to you. You incited Mr Guy Holland to commit, last night, a burglary upon my premises.'
If she expected the other to show signs of confusion, or to attempt denial, she was mistaken. Miss Broad did not flinch.
'I did.'