nouns carefully, and studied Peewee with sudden interest.
"Let's understand this," he observed. "Beman was going to tell Mrs. Markyn something. Is that it?"
"Yes, sir."
"What was he going to tell her?"
"About him and me," Peewee repeated.
The lawyer's expression changed to one of sharp surprise; he had not, of course, Peewee appreciated, known any more than Markyn knew.
"So you ran away from Beman?"
"Yes."
"To Markyn?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"He didn't want her told."
Sallett gazed at Peewee sternly, while he reflected upon this. "I see," he said finally.
Peewee could not tell what the effect of this information had been upon the lawyer. It was plain that it had had a considerable effect, but it had not softened Sallet's manner; rather, he
