“How many times have you met Mrs. Vane since then?”
“Not at all. I broke with her finally at that meeting.” He shifted a little uneasily in his chair, and Roger guessed that the process of breaking had not been a simple one. “I’d like to add, by the way,” he went on a little stiffly, “that the fault for the whole thing was mine. Mrs. Vane was in no way to blame. I⸺”
“We’ll leave that for the moment, sir, if you don’t mind,” the inspector interrupted. “It’s facts I’m after, not faults. Why did you decide to break with Mrs. Vane?”
“For private reasons,” Woodthorpe replied shortly, setting his jaw and looking very obstinate indeed.
The inspector abandoned that point. “What was Mrs. Vane threatening to do if you broke with her?” he asked bluntly.
“Tell her husband,” replied the other, no less bluntly.
The inspector whistled. “Whew! The whole story?”
“The whole story.”
“But that would have meant divorce!”
“She said she didn’t mind about that.”