She looked down now and murmured. “The most terrible time of my life.”
“Ena,” he said, and she did not resent the use of her Christian name, “even you were not quite sure of my innocence; I could see it.”
“Oh! don’t think that,” she replied “it is not true, I knew you had never committed a murder, but I thought …” and she stopped.
“What was it you thought?” he said almost sternly.
“Oh, you know what my brother says about the struggle in the room, and that Lord Reckavile must have struck his assailant, and the words he said suggested a quarrel. I thought perhaps he might have assaulted you.”
“And that I had stuck a knife into him,” he said sadly.
“Oh. No! No! I knew you could not have done that.”
A sudden look of amazement came into Halley’s face.
“My God,” he said “I think I can see light, but if so how devilish! How fiendishly cunning!”
She was startled and tried to release her hands, but he led her gently to a seat and sat beside her.