"Did she tell you so?"
"Not in plain words. I gathered that she wouldn't from the way she
spoke of him."
"You've gathered, as you call it, so many entirely wrong things from
the way Miss King speaks, that you can place absolutely no reliance on
this impression of yours. You gathered, for instance, that she isn't
Mrs. Lorimer."
"I did."
"And you are wrong about that, so the chances are that you're wrong
about this too. I see no reason to alter my opinion that she will
marry and afterwards kill Simpkins as soon as ever she gets the chance."
CHAPTER XVI.
Major Kent, who was at heart a very kindly man, and had besides a
genuine affection for Meldon, repented during the night of his fit of
bad temper. He was sorry that he had grumbled about the spoiling of
his dinner. While he was shaving in the morning he made up his mind to
enter as sympathetically as possible into Meldon's plans, whatever they
might be.
"What are you thinking of doing with yourself to-day?" he asked at
breakfast. "If you want to go into Ballymoy to rag that judge again I
can let you have the cob."
"Thanks," said Meldon, "but I think the judge may be left alone for
the present.
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