His Lordship paused and then continued,
“That prevented there being any investigations of the evening’s proceedings. I swore that I had found him stabbed in The Priory drive. And that is why what happened that terrible evening, as far as you are concerned, Clarinda, is best forgotten.”
She did not answer him and after a moment he urged her gently,
“Try and forget. No good can come if you torture yourself now it is all over. Forget it as if it was a nightmare of no evil consequence save that you were frightened.”
“I will try,” she whispered. Then with an effort she raised her face to his. “But first, my Lord, I must thank you.”
He rose from her side.
“I have no wish for your thanks. It will only embarrass me and indeed I have reproached myself bitterly that I did not anticipate you mi
