You have heard only one story.
Listen"--she raised her eyes suddenly, and leaned a little forward in
her chair--"some day, if you will come and see me when I am alone and
we have time to spare, I will tell you the whole truth. I will tell
you exactly what happened! You shall judge for yourself!"
Aynesworth bowed.
"In the meantime?"
Her eyes filled slowly with tears. Aynesworth looked away. He was
miserably uncomfortable.
"You cannot be quite so hard-hearted as you try to seem, Mr.
Aynesworth," she said quietly. "I want to ask you a question. You must
answer it? You don't know how much it means to me. You are Sir
Wingrave Seton's secretary; you have access to all his papers. Have
you seen any letters of mine? Do you know if he still has any in his
possession?"
"My answer to both questions is 'No!'" Aynesworth said a little
stiffly. "I only entered the service of Sir Wingrave Seton this
morning, and I know nothing at all, as yet, of his private affairs.
And, Lady Ruth, you must forgive my reminding you that, in any case, I
could not discuss such matters with you," he added.
She looked at him with a faint, strange smile. Afterwards, when he
tried to do so, Aynesworth found it impossible to describe the
expression which flitted across her face. He only knew that it left
him with the impression of having received a challenge.
"Incorruptible!" she murmured. "Sir Wingrave Seton is indeed a
fortunate man.
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