“Did you ever try to find him?”
“No, sir, I didn’t; but my brother Gus did. He was set on finding him, and he spent all his holidays looking in Atlantic City. He said that he hadn’t any hard feelings against him, but it certainly would be a real treat to break every bone in his body.”
“And did he?”
“Oh, no, sir, I don’t believe that he broke any bones—not actually broke them.”
“I mean—did he find him?”
“Oh, yes, sir, he found him in a very nice boarding house called Sunrise Lodge.”
“Yes, exactly. Was Miss Cordier with him?”
The colourless face burned suddenly, painfully. “Yes, sir, she was.”
“Now did you ever hear from this husband of yours again, Mrs. Platz?”
“Yes.”