“They’ve hardly seen one another, and never alone, since the exhumation of Mrs. Garlett’s body,” observed the doctor in a low voice.
The lawyer stared at him.
“They were alone in the Thatched House this morning,” he said abruptly. “I mean when Garlett was arrested.”
“I’m sure that isn’t true,” said the doctor firmly.
“My dear Maclean, it is true. The Inspector came in about quite another matter, and gave me the most moving account of how he found them together in that empty house. He said it would have melted the heart of a stone to see the way the poor girl behaved. She wouldn’t leave Garlett—she clung to him—he said it reminded him of stories he had read of couples in the Indian Mutiny.”
is“My God!” exclaimed the doctor, “I knew nothing of this—”
The lawyer pursued his advantage.
