lighting one himself, he turned his chair towards the hearth, settled in an easy position with one elbow on the table, and flung us a glance over his shoulder.
"Now, then!" he said. "What's gone on up yonder since I left? And as you can't both speak at once, settle between yourselves which is going to be spokesman. But first—where is that box?"
Madrasia, the morning being cold, had come in furs; amongst them a big muff, in the pocket of which she had carried the copper box. She rose, extracted it from its hiding-place, and laid it on the table at Parslewe's side; then she pointed a finger at me.
"Let him tell," she said. "I'll correct him where he's wrong."
"Go ahead, Craye," commanded Parslewe. "Detail!"
I told him of everything that had happened at Kelpieshaw since his own mysterious disappearance, watching him carefully and even narrowly as I talked. He listened silently and impassively; only once did he interrupt me, and that was to ask for a more particular
