"How long is it since she left?"
"She never lived here."
There seemed to be a certain cautiousness in this, so I persisted with my questions.
"But Mr. Fennell lived here?" said I.
"Yes—he did."
"How long is it since he left?"
"May I arsk why yer want ter know?" she inquired.
"I have private reasons," I replied.
Her eyes took a sudden smallness into them. I can explain the expression in no other way.
"Does he owe you money?" she asked.