Walter watched her in blank wonderment.
CHAPTER XXXI
IN WHICH SIR HUGH TELLS HIS STORY
"You know the truth, don't you, dearest?" Walter asked at last in that quiet, sympathetic tone which he always adopted towards her whom he loved so well.
Enid nodded in the affirmative, her face hard and drawn.
"He was killed, was he not—deliberately murdered?"
For a few seconds the silence was unbroken save for a whir of a taxicab passing outside.
"Yes," was her somewhat reluctant response.