Sir Ronald heard her without comment or interruption, and when she had finished he sat gazing thoughtfully at the Persian rug under his feet, his deep-set eyes almost hidden under his white eyebrows, his thin face showing many a line furrowed by past ordeals and encounters with Evil.
"Tell me all you can about the present Radcliffe family," Sir Donald asked presently.
"Well, as I said, David has six brotheis, and they are all particularly nice jolly boys, except Hirst— the youngest?"
"Ah! The youngest! And why is he so different?"
"It is difficult to explain what he is like. But I hate him, and so does David. In fact, none of the brothers got on with him, and as soon as they were old enough they left home rather than live with him. It's been a very unhappy household since their mother
