CHAPTER 21“I told you she would have a cast-iron alibi.”
Frank Abbott sat back in his chair and waited for Miss Silver’s reaction. It was hardly noticeable. She had begun Johnny’s second stocking and almost finished the ribbing at the top. Her needles did not check nor did her expression change as she replied,
“You are naturally in a hurry to let me know that you were perfectly right.”
He spread out his hands with a laughing gesture.
“Revered preceptress!”
Miss Silver permitted a very faint smile to relax her lips.
“When you have finished talking nonsense, Frank, perhaps you will go on telling me about Lady Jocelyn. It is all very interesting.”
“Well, when we came away from the flat the Chief asked me what I made of her. He has a way of doing that, and when you’ve told him, he doesn
