Chapter 13

“Perhaps that much.” . . . She hesitated, then: . . . “These walls have the usual ears, I suppose?” “I don’t think so.” “Really?” “Quite. This is sanctuary. . . . Even malefactors have to have one.” “Then I may talk to you in safety?” “Except before servants or other members.” She sat looking absently at her plate in silence until luncheon was served. And when the servant had retired, and after they had been eating for a little while: “I’ve told you why I desire to join this club, Mr. Lanier.” “You wish to pick the…