My mother paused a little before she put her next question to me.
“Did Miss Dunross always keep her veil drawn in your presence, when there happened to be light in the room?”
“Always.”
“She never even let you catch a momentary glance at her face?”
“Never.”
“And the only reason she gave you was that the light caused her a painful sensation if it fell on her uncovered skin?”
“You say that, mother, as if you doubt whether Miss Dunross told me the truth.”
“No, George. I only doubt whether she told you all the truth.”
“What do you mean?”
“Don’t be offended, my dear. I believe Miss Dunross has some more serious reason for keeping her face hidden than the reason that she gave you.”