“Not until you promise me to do what I’ve outlined.”

“But I can’t do it.”

“Why not?”

“Well, for one thing, there’s Sidney Jannix. Philip and I couldn’t be married because—”

“Because what?”

“Because I’m a married woman.”

I said, “No, you’re not. You’re a widow.”

“I’m — what?”

“A widow.”

“Then it wasn’t true, that letter from the Framley girl? Sidney isn’t living? He—”