He spoke earnestly. “No, Charlie I had nothing whatever to do with it and I didn't even know it had taken place until it was all over.”
“Well, what makes Mrs. Athol look so glum?” asked Stone.
Larose shrugged his shoulders. “Disillusionment, I suppose.” He grinned “Don't you remember how your poor missis looked, two days after she had married you?”
Stone ignored the insult and went on. “Well, she's spiked our guns, right enough, for I find we can't depend upon that Carrington woman and so we shan't put her in the box at all.” He winked knowingly. “So you can tell your pretty little friend——”
“——Meaning,” broke in Larose.
“The Mentone girl, of course, that she won't have to tell any more lies about not being in the lane that night with the doctor. It may ease her mind to know that I do
