"Yes. He was in England for a week, but never came near us. It seems they had a quarrel over some trifle and he ran away to give her a lesson. Unfortunately it got into the papers."
"I saw it," Nina white-lied valiantly.
"But did you see about Mrs. Veynol?"
"You mean—"
"About her marriage."
"Her marriage? Surely—"
"Yes. She's married for the third time. Now it's a journalist, a sub-editor on one of the cheap and nasty society weeklies. Fancy!"
"Ah, that cleared the way, then. Caryll would never have gone back otherwise."
"You think that?"
"I know it. He told me as much."