"No... I do not. I wouldn't dare go to the manse right now, though if my father knew..." She sighed. This was a great problem she had. She stood up and smoothed her hands over her skirt. She pulled out a card with information written on it in neat script. There was the name of the private eye, and there were her name and address. "I will send you a missive when I have the proof. I will talk to the private investigator again and dangle some coin beneath his nose for more information."