“He is still.”
“And how did he act after the—let us call it the accident?”
“He was like a crazy man.”
“They tell me that he went about his duties just the same—that he went away on business.”
“It wasn’t business this time, at least not professional business. But before that he did have to go away frequently for weeks at a time.”
“And it was then that your mistress was most interested in her lonely walks, eh?”
“Yes.” Nanette’s voice was so low as to be scarcely heard.
“Well, and this time?” continued the peddler. “Why did he go away this time?”
“He went to the capital on private business of his own.”
“Are you sure of that?”