"How do you know she'd brought nothing?" asked Gauntry, sharply.
The other laughed coarsely. "Because, when she's been outside milking I've often gone through everything she's got in her room," He nodded cunningly. "I wasn't taking everything for granted, I tell you, and I wanted to make sure she wasn't sending away letters to anyone. I used to count the envelopes she'd got in her box to see if she'd been using any." He nodded again. "No, I've seen every blessed thing she'd got and there was not a spot of medicine among them."
But Gauntry was not quite satisfied in his own mind, particularly so as he still felt rather drowsy. He wondered uneasily if after all it would not have been better, at all risks, to deal with Larose as the other had wanted to.
Towards eleven o'clock Bent, who all
