“I suspect,” said the doctor, “that the writer is a certain Mary Prince, the daughter, I am sorry to say, of the medical man from whom I bought my practice.”
“The lady who lives at the Thatched Cottage?”
Mr. Kentworthy felt sadly disappointed. He was convinced the doctor was on a wrong track.
“I feel sure it is she,” Dr. Maclean spoke with growing energy and conviction. “Miss Prince is a most malicious woman. She has never liked Harry Garlett, and I know she has been genuinely shocked at his thought of remarriage. She actually guessed how things were between him and my poor little niece before they knew it themselves.”
“Believe me, you are on the wrong track, Dr. Maclean. I had a talk with this very lady two days ago, and though I don’t think she has a pleasant disposition, if she is r
