"I... I do not know," she faltered at last.
"Ah!" said Trenchard, drawing a deep breath. He turned to the Bench. "Need I suggest what was the need - the urgent need - for suppressing that wrapper?" quoth he. "Need I say what name was inscribed upon it? I think not. Your Grace's keen insight, and yours, gentlemen, will determine what was probable."
Sir Rowland now stood forward, addressing Albemarle. "Will Your Grace permit me to offer my explanation of this?"
Albemarle banged the table. His patience was at an end, since he came now to believe - as Trenchard had earlier suggested - that he had been played upon by Ruth.
"Too many explanations have I heard already, sir," he answered. He turned to one of his secretaries. In his sudden access of choler he forgot his colleagues altogether.
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