know. I can only tell you she gave me a hit over the face last time I saw her.’

‘A hit over the face! What for?’

‘That I couldn’t tell you, either.’

‘Really! But when?’

‘The night of the party — when Diana was drowned. She was driving the cattle up the hill, and I went after her — you remember.’

‘Yes, I remember. But what made her do that? You didn’t definitely ask her for it, I suppose?’

‘I? No, not that I know of. I merely said to her, that it was dangerous to drive those Highland bullocks — as it IS. She turned in such a way, and said — ”I suppose you think I’m