When the lady's lord and master had eaten and drunk to his heart's content he wiped his lips and he looked at his wife.
"What do you think he says?"
"I haven't the least idea."
"He says that the woman who was found is not the woman who was with him in the train."
"A man like him would say anything."
"How clever you women are. You know everything. As it happens, it seems to me that he's just the sort of man who would not say anything, and I ought to be a pretty good judge of that kind of thing if any one is." Mr. Holman was regarding the two portraits which he had submitted to Mr. Tennant for inspection. "I don't half like it. I can swear that this is a good likeness of the woman that was found. He says that it's not the least like the woman who was with him in the train.
"Fiddlededee!"
"Of course it's fiddlededee. And if he was hung, and it came out afterwards that what he said was true, it would look like fiddlededee, wouldn't it? I should feel as if I'd murdered him."
"Matthew!"
"Somehow the tale which he tells sounds true, and the queer part of it is that he says that the woman whom he travelled with in the train from Brighton was actually present in the court during the trial."