“Go ahead. What is it?”
“I think these two have taken a liking to each other. I’ll go further than that: I think they’ve fallen in love with each other.”
“What two?” Forest asked sharply.
Conrad shifted restlessly; the despondent expression deepened.
“Miss Coleman and Weiner.”
“Fallen in love with each other?” Forest repeated, startled. “How did they fall in love with each other?”
Conrad looked up then.
“How do people fall in love with each other?” he asked quietly. “It’s one of those damned odd things that can’t be explained. Two people meet and then something happens. It’s like two pieces of a jig-saw puzzle that have been floating about for years. Then suddenly through no known reason they come together and fit. It can happen as easily as that.”
“Are you sure about this?”
“I’m pretty sure. Miss Coleman asked me yesterday if she could talk to Weiner. Up to now we have kept them apart, but Miss Fielding, who is looking after Miss Coleman, tells me she remains at the window watching Weiner as he exercises in the grounds, and I hear he watches her when she is in the grounds.”