Clover nodded, and seemed to find relief.
"I shouldn't a bit wonder. How should Polly know about him? It seems
to me a most unlikely thing--the most unlikely thing I ever heard
of. I shall never believe it till she's proved her words. I won't
believe it--I can't believe it--never!"
Her voice rose on tremulous notes, her eyes wandered disdainfully.
She looked at Gammon and immediately looked away again. He, as
though in answer to an appeal, spoke with decision.
"What we're here for, Mrs. Clover, is to put Polly face to face with
you and so get the truth out of her. That we will do, cost what it
may. We're not going to have that girl making trouble and
disturbance just to please herself. I don't want to poke myself into
other people's business, and I'm sure you won't think I do."
"Of course not, Mr. Gammon. 'T ain't likely I should think so of
you."
"You know me better. I was just going to say that I'm a man of
business, and perhaps I can help to clear up this job in a
business-like way. That's what I'm here for. If I didn't think I
could be of some use to you I should make myself scarce.
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