Daventry sat with them while they breakfasted, and Dion agreed to keep his promise and go to the court.
“I told Uncle Biron I must be away from business to hear the summing-up,” he said. “I’ll send a telegram to the office. Do you think it will be all right for Mrs. Clarke?”
“She’s innocent, but nobody can say. It depends so much on the summing-up.”
Dion glanced at Rosamund.
“You mustn’t think I’m going to turn into an idler, Rose. This is a very special occasion.”
“I know. Mr. Daventry’s first case.”
“Haven’t you followed it at all?” Daventry asked.
She shook her head.
“No, but I’ve been wished you well all the same.”
When the two men got up to go, Dion said: