‘We called a few days ago.’
‘Meet anyone there?’
‘Two or three people. No one that interested me.’
‘You haven’t come across some friends of theirs called Moxey?’
‘Oh yes! Miss Moxey was there one afternoon about a fortnight ago.’
‘Did you talk to her at all?’ Buckland asked.
‘Yes; we hadn’t much to say to each other, though. How do you know of her? Through Sylvia, I daresay.’
‘Met her when I was last down yonder.’
Sidwell had long since heard from her friend of Miss Moxey’s visit to Budleigh Salterton, but she was not aware that Buckland had been there at the same time. Sylvia had told her, however, of the acquaintance existing between Miss Moxey and Peak, a point of much interest to her, though it remained a mere unconnected fact. In her short conversation with Marcella, she had n
