“I do not have a map at hand,” Lord Branscombe replied, “but I daresay I can find you one later.”
She had the feeling that he was deliberately prevaricating and avoiding answering her question.
She sat down on a chair looking at him as she asked,
“Are you in the Secret Service?”
There was a distinct pause before he replied,
“Why should you ask such a question?”
“Perhaps you will think I am perceptive or it might be better for me to be frank and say that I overheard something which was said to you just now.”
Lord Branscombe looked angry and she added quickly,
“I did not intend to eavesdrop. I opened the door and heard an Officer called Stevens begging you to be careful.”
“Stevens should be more discreet in what he says,” Lord Branscombe replied sharply.
“I would rather know the tr
