Without further words he rang the bell, and Ducie appeared. "Ducie," he asked, "who told you there had been people staying in these rooms?" "The kitchen, sir; that is, the men and women in the kitchen. I was taken all aback, for my lady had told me----" "Do you know who the people were?" "Mrs. and Miss Crawford, Mrs. Laird and her granddaughter, Miss Greenhill." "Oh, they were relations, Dora," he said in a voice which indicated they had a right there, and that he was neither grieved nor astonished at their invasion of his apartments. "If you please, sir," interposed Ducie, "my lady's trunks were all opened by Mrs. Crawford and the rest. It gave me such a turn!" "The rest? Who do you mean?" "Miss Crawford, Mrs. Laird, and Miss Greenhill." "Then give the ladies their proper names." "Yes, sir, Mrs. and Miss Crawford, Mrs. Laird, and Miss Greenhill have opened and ransacked all the four trunks belonging to my lady, which were sent on here directly after her marriage. She had given me the keys of them, and when I saw them open it fairly took my breath away. I am afraid many things are destroyed, and some things that cost no end of money stolen. Not liking to be blamed for the same, I wish the matter looked into." "Stolen! You should be careful how you use such a word." "Sir, excuse me, but people who open locked trunks, and use and destroy what is not theirs are just as likely as not to carry off what they want. My character is in danger, sir. I wish the trunks examined." "I suppose you have been through them." "No, indeed, sir. When my lady went to her dinner, I called in one of the kitchen girls. I wanted a witness that I had never touched them." "How dare you make such charges, then?" "Ask my lady." "Dora, is there any truth in this girl's words?" "I fear she speaks too truly, Robert. I have only looked cursorily through one trunk, but I found much fine clothing spoiled, and I fear some jewelry gone. The ruby and sapphire ring given me by my college history class as a wedding gift is not in the jewel case it was packed in, and my turquoise necklace was scattered among my neckwear. It ought to have been in the jewel box." "Perhaps you forgot in the hurry of packing where you put it." "I was not hurried. Those four trunks were all leisurely and carefully packed, and the day we left Kendal for Paris----" "You mean our wedding-day?" "Yes." "Then why do you avoid saying so!" "I do not, but on that same day these four trunks were forwarded here. If you remember, I only took one trunk on our--wedding journey. I supposed these four would be quite safe in this house. But look here, Robert," she continued, lifting a set of valuable ermine furs, "these were given me by Mrs. Priestley. They were of the most exquisite purity, but they look now as if they had been dipped in a light solution of Indian ink." "The Glasgow rain," he answered carelessly. "Ducie, I do not think we shall blame you."