She turned towards him with a very nice smile. “Harry, I’ve been doing a very shocking thing. I’ve been making you commit yourself.”
“Commit myself?”
She nodded. “Been taking down your statement without warning you that it may be used in evidence against you.”
He said gravely, “Somehow I don’t like this.”
She told him, “Ah, stupid me! I’m making a small thing seem big. Listen, Harry. It was curious to me this about you and Singapore—”
“Yes, I noticed that. Why?”
“Because there’s an idea of my going out to Singapore.”
He was astounded. She might have said to Mars. “You? To Singapore?”
“To the East generally. To Bombay, to Rangoon, to Singapore. For about a year.”
He was all aback. “For about a year? Rosalie, I can’t—Why on earth—?”