He settled himself in a comfortable chair, crossed his legs, pulled back his coat, shoved his thumbs in the armholes of his waistcoat and said, “I don’t want any run-around. You’re absolutely certain you haven’t seen this man before?”
She looked at me and shook her head.
“You didn’t hire him to shadow your husband?”
“No! Heavens sake, no! I didn’t think for a minute there was anything wrong.”
“You thought your husband was working at the office?”
“Not at the office, but out on a job somewhere.”
“Did he seem as devoted to you the last two weeks as he had before that?”
“Yes — even more so. Just a few days ago when Dover came home I was thinking how fortunate I was. He was complimenting me on the way I looked and... well... it must have been yesterday. It seems like it was ages ago.”
Sellers looked at me.
“How about the insurance?” I asked.