"
"I think you are inclined to take a great deal for granted," said Miss
Vale. But in spite of the words, her eyes were wide with alarm.
"He told you of the deaf-mute, Locke," said Ashton-Kirk; "and also
other things, which seem to have induced you to visit Locke at the
Institute near Cordova on the night before last."
Miss Vale elevated her brows in surprise; her attitude was one of
wonderment.
"I don't think I understand."
"And you did not seem to understand yesterday when I called upon you.
You fancied that I was not sure that I had seen you, and had come
expecting you to admit the visit to Locke. And as I went away, you
also fancied that you had thrown me off the scent." He smiled at the
recollection, in spite of his evident resentment of her position. "But
the fact of the matter was that I knew your fiance had been the cause
of your visit to the mute. You had seen Morris, you knew where he was,
and I thought it would be a useful thing for me to be also acquainted
with his whereabouts."
"But," protested Miss Vale in a faint voice, but still acting her
chosen role to the best of her gifts, "if I had known and desired to
conceal his whereabouts, surely you did not expect me to tell you of
it.
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