CHAPTER 13"Now, will you kindly tell me," said Margot, sitting heavily down on the settee, "what all this dam' mystery means?"
"Margot!" said Cecile.
"I know I am using violent language," said Margot recklessly, "but there is a time when respectability means stagnation. Will you kindly explain?"
"I can't," said Cecile sadly, "only I want you to know that Frank knows I'm here."
"That's one comfort," said Margot, a smile struggling in the corner of her lips, and the smile was one which was largely determined by her relief. "So long as Frank knows you are here, how did you come here, by the way?"
"I decided to come on the boat and my friend Mrs Dupreid luckily was staying in North Devon. We were going to pick her up, if you remember, on the way to the boat."
Margot nodded.
"I had a tal
