Lecount. "I am glad to hear that. You will be all the readier to make
the next discovery which is waiting for you--the discovery that Mr.
Bygrave has deceived _you_. He is not here to slip through my fingers
now, and I am not the helpless woman in this place that I was at
Aldborough. Thank God!"
She uttered that devout exclamation through her set teeth. All her
hatred of Captain Wragge hissed out of her lips in those two words.
"Oblige me, sir, by holding one side of my traveling-bag," she resumed,
"while I open it and take something out."
The interior of the bag disclosed a series of neatly-folded papers, all
laid together in order, and numbered outside. Mrs. Lecount took out one
of the papers, and shut up the bag again with a loud snap of the spring
that closed it.
"At Aldborough, Mr. Noel, I had only my own opinion to support me," she
remarked. "My own opinion was nothing against Miss Bygrave's youth and
beauty, and Mr. Bygrave's ready wit. I could only hope to attack your
infatuation with proofs, and at that time I had not got them. I have got
them now! I am armed at all points with proofs; I bristle from head to
foot with proofs; I break my forced silence, and speak with the emphasis
of my proofs.
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