“Mr Homfray knows Mrs Crisp, and has just asked me about Mr Harrison.”
“Oh! you know Freda, do you?” exclaimed Mr Sandys, addressing the young man. “A very intelligent and delightful woman, isn’t she? She has been a wonderful traveller.”
“Yes,” replied Roddy faintly. “I—well, I was surprised when I knew that she was a frequent visitor at Park Lane.”
“Why?”
“For certain reasons, Mr Sandys,” was the young man’s hard reply, “certain private reasons.”
“You don’t like her, that’s evident,” laughed the grey-bearded man.
“No, I don’t,” was Roddy’s blunt answer, as his eyes met those of his father.
“Well, she’s always most charming to me?” declared Elma.
“And she has never mentioned me?” he asked. “Are you quite sure?”
“Never?”