He paused to let her get the full significance.
"But about these beans. They come from Africa, you know. Travelers, people who have hunted over Africa, often bring them back as curios."
Honora shot a covert glance at Craig. Did she know that Shattuck had possessed some, after all?
I saw at once the trend of Kennedy's remarks. There was quite enough in what he had said to arouse in her the fear that Shattuck was suspected by him.
And, as I studied Honora even more closely, I could see now that she was making a great effort to conceal her anxiety.
If the anxiety concerned solely herself, I could have understood it better, perhaps.
But was it about herself? Would she have acted in just this manner if it had been that she believed Kennedy to be making a direct accusation against her?
I could not decide. But, as I thought of it, I saw how cleverly Kennedy was leading his trumps.
If she were consumed with anxiety for Shattuck, the traveler in Africa, she must be heroically suppressing her own real feelings toward him, as she had done for so long.
I felt sure that the added pressure, day by day, was having its effect on her.