CHAPTER XSybilla Attleton’s story, which she produced after a certain amount of protestation, and at one stage a flood of tears, was, as Macdonald said, such an obvious story that he could have made it up for himself to suit the occasion.
Following Weller’s dictum, that what is sauce for the goose is also sauce for the gander, Mrs. Attleton made no inquiries about what her husband proposed to do in Paris during his holiday, but made arrangements for her own “rest cure” in a characteristically efficient manner.
Leaving London in her own car, she drove to Southampton, (corroborated by Reeves) left her suitcases at the railway station while she garaged her car, returned to the station and met the admirably punctual Mr. Thomas Burroughs, retrieved her luggage, and drove with him to a cottage
