CHAPTER X
BREAKING THE NEWS
WARDROP looked so wretched that I asked him into my room, and mixed him some whisky and water. When I had given him a cigar he began to look a little less hopeless.
“You’ve been a darned sight better to me than I would have been to you, under the circumstances,” he said gratefully.
“I thought we would better arrange about Miss Margery before we try to settle down,” I replied. “What she has gone through in the last twenty-four hours is nothing to what is coming to-morrow. Will you tell her about her father?”
He took a turn about the room.
“I believe it would come better from you,” he said finally. “I am in a peculiar position of having been suspected by her father of robbing him, by you of carrying away her aunt, and now by the police and everybody else
