C. N. Williamson and A. M. Williamson

“ But there I broke in upon him, and Jim helped me out. We did think it would be rude. Sir Beverley would be wounded. For our sakes, if for nothing else, we asked that Sir Beverley should be allowed to make his call and examination as arranged.
Murray did not protest much, when he saw how we took his suggestion, and Rosemary protested not at all. She simply sat still with a queer, fatal look on her beautiful face, and suspicions of her began to stir within me again. Did she not want to give her husband a chance of life? ”

“ I was utterly amazed, for in London she had seemed as keen on consulting the specialist as I was, and had thanked us warmly for the offer of breaking our journey at Exeter.
“We can't force Sir Beverley on Murray,” Jim said. “It wouldn't be fair to either of them.” But I insisted.
“There's something odd about this,” I told him. “Let's spin over to-day instead of to-morrow, and tell the Murrays that Sir Beverley would be offended. I shall say to Rosemary that, as we asked him to call, it would be humiliating to us to have him treated in such a way.” ”

“ She has been very kind about getting the house beautifully ready for us, and finding servants. I feel I know her quite well, because she has come in every day to explain about repairs that have had to be made, and that sort of thing.”
“Do you like her?” I asked,
“I think she's tremendously clever,” Rosemary said.
I was inclined to think so too.
“It's she who has been trying to persuade the Murrays not to have Sir Beverley Drake,” I told myself. “She wants the job for her husband.”
Happiness had had a wonderful effect upon Murray, even in these few days. ”