“And you are happy here?”
“I could not be happier—under the circumstances.”
“Were you ever happier?”
“I think I was once. But it is a very long time ago. I don’t remember how long, so that it cannot really matter.”
“Where did you live before you lived here?”
She shook her head.
“I can’t quite remember. I think it was a very cold and dark place, and one day Mr. Barringcourt came and asked me would I like to go away.”
“And you accepted?”
“Yes. I wanted to get warm again.”
“And are you warm?”