"Yes."
"What did he reply?
"That she had lost her husband."
"Bah! as if people weep like that for a husband. Were you content with such an answer?"
"I was obliged to be content, for he would give me no other."
"But the man—what is he?"
"A sort of servant who lives with her."—"His name?"
"He would not tell me."
"Young or old?"
"He might be about thirty."