For a moment Harry Goring was still and then he turned and shut the library door behind him.
As he did so, Oletha began to descend the steps and by the time she had reached the floor he had walked down the room and was beside her.
“What are you doing here?” she enquired before he could speak,
“I rather expected you would be here,” he replied. “I thought you would not miss the hint that my cousin gave you at dinner as to where the books we are seeking might be hidden.”
“I – don’t know what you are – talking about.”
“You are a bad liar!” Harry Goring replied, “and now tell me what you have found.”
“I have found – nothing!”
Despite a resolution to speak normally her voice trembled.
“You are lying!” Harry Goring said fiercely. “And as your partner I share your findings.”
“You are not
