She raised her eyes to the Marquis’s face and said in a very low voice,
“It is – Sir Jocelyn!”
The Marquis frowned.
“What has that swine done now?” he demanded sharply.
“He – spoke to me just – now in the – garden,” Torilla answered. “He said terrible – things and I don’t – know what to do.”
“What did he say?”
Torilla felt the embarrassment of it made it almost impossible for her to speak.
The Marquis waited and, although she turned her face away and her voice was almost inaudible, the words had to be spoken.
‘H – he – threatened to t-tell – Beryl that we were – together at The Pelican Inn!”
The Marquis swore beneath his breath.
“I might have guessed that was the sort of construction he would put on it,” he said sharply.
“He – s-said that he was – prepared to m-make a b-bargain.
