CHAPTER 23"I shall go to bed early tonight, my head aches," Hilary said wearily.
"Take a couple of aspirins. Best thing for headache," Miss Priestley recommended brusquely.
"Oh, I don't know. I don't believe in drugging," Hilary said as she got up. "Good night, Aunt Lavinia, you will excuse me, I know. I really can't keep my eyes open."
"Don't try!" Miss Lavinia advised, giving her niece a perfunctory peck on the cheek. "A night's rest will do you more good than anything."
The two were alone at Rose Cottage. Fee had gone to Dr. Blathwayte's clinic after all. That it had been made possible for him by the sacrifice of some of his aunt's capital was known only to Miss Lavinia herself.
Basil Wilton's second trial was fixed to begin the next week, and so far Hilary had heard of no fresh ev
