"Where did you go when you went through the conservatory by yourself--
why were you there alone?"
"I--I was looking for my sisters," said Amethyst, with some hesitation;
but Lady Haredale rose from her seat, and struck in, with an
indescribable air of having the best of the situation--
"I cannot have my daughter questioned in this way, Mrs Leigh. My girls
are perfectly trustworthy. It is quite impossible that anything can
have passed between Amethyst and Major Fowler of the slightest
consequence. He was otherwise engaged. I hope Lucian is not jealous of
a few casual words. If she met him, it was quite accidentally. Was he
ever away from Miss Verrequers, Amethyst, for a moment?"
Amethyst looked at her mother, with horror in her eyes.
"He did not kiss me," she said, but in a tone that sounded forced and
doubtful.
"I have gained nothing," said Mrs Leigh, turning back towards the
stile. "I came here for the best, it has been all in vain."
"I too think," said Lady Haredale, drawing Amethyst towards her, "that
enough has been said for the present. But of course, Mrs Leigh, the
subject cannot drop here."
"No," said Mrs Leigh, "that will be impossible." She turned away
without further parting, and slowly walked down the path, and crossed
the stile. Now she had to tell Lucian.