“May I ask what was your grounds, stated in your complaint?”
“I don’t see that it makes any difference. The grounds were the only ones by which divorce can be granted in the State of New York.”
“Infidelity, I believe?”
“Yes. Infidelity.”
“You named certain co-respondents?”
“Yes.”
“I ask you this. Was there any man whom you regarded as one of those that had helped to break up your home that, for any reason in the world, you did not name in your complaint?”
“There was not. You are absolutely off on the wrong track.”
The coroner dismissed him pre-emptorily, then turned to Edith Nealman. He asked her the usual questions, with considerable care and in rather surprising detail—how long she had worked as Nealman’s secretary, whether he had any enemies; he sounded her as to the missing man’s habits, his finances, his most intimate life.
“When did you last see Mr. Nealman?” he asked quickly.