‘I don’t know. I know nothing about your husband. It looks like it, but she may have just been a friend of his.’
‘He wasn’t in love with her!’ she said so quietly I could scarcely hear her. ‘I know it! He wouldn’t have done a thing like that. He wouldn’t have taken another woman into my home. He wasn’t that type.’ She stopped, looked quickly away, her hand going to her face.
‘Have the police found her yet?’
‘No. They’re not trying to. They’re so sure she’s Lee’s mistress. They say it’s better not to find her. I don’t believe it! She must know something.’
I didn’t say anything.
After a long, heavy silence, she said abruptly, ‘Perhaps you’ll drive me back to the club. I don’t think there’s anything else to discuss until the night after next. Will you come to the house at six? We may have to wait, but we must be ready to leave at a moment’s notice.’
‘I’ll be there.’
We drove to the club in silence. As soon as I parked the car, she got out and gave me a meaningless, automatic smile as she said, ‘The night after next then, at six.’
I watched her walk towards the clubhouse; a graceful, lovely figure in the gold dress; diamonds sparkling in her hair; fear and jealousy in her heart.