She stared defiantly at him, and said simply, “No.”
Richard Waid started to say something, then checked himself.
Mason said, “Look here, Mrs. Sabin, I want to ask you a personal question. Hadn’t you and Mr. Sabin separated?”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Just what I say. Hadn’t you separated, hadn’t you decided that you were not going to live together any longer as man and wife? Wasn’t your trip around the world in accordance with such an understanding?”
“Absolutely not, that’s ridiculous.”
“Didn’t you have an agreement with Mr. Sabin by which you were to get a divorce?”
“Absolutely not.”
Waid said, “Really, Mr. Mason, I...”
He broke off as Mrs. Sabin glowered at him.