Chapter TenRichard Treherne came through the hall on the way to breakfast. As he passed the study door, he heard voices. The door was ajar. He pushed it a little way, and then stopped because he heard Cherry say in a taunting voice,
‘You should have done what you were told, Car-o-line. I said I’d tell on you if you didn’t give me a rake-off.’
Richard waited to hear what Caroline would say.
She said nothing.
He pushed the door wider, and saw her standing at the window with her back to him. Cherry, a little nearer, half turned from him, half turned to Caroline, showed him a malicious profile. Her pale hair caught the light.
‘You’d much better pay up,’ she said. ‘I expect you got at least fifty pounds for that ring—they were whacking big stones—and if you got fifty you can easily spare m
