"With her—with Edna, I mean, or with Joy?"
"Oh, with Edna, of course—never with Miss Joy herself."
This gave me more to think about. If she had acted with the doctor as she had with me, a good deal depended upon the kind of man Doctor Copin was.
"You saw nothing, then, to arouse your suspicions?" I asked.
I saw immediately, from her embarrassment, that she had; but she finally said:
"No, nothing to amount to anything, I think." It was easy to see her motive in this denial, I thought. She could not bring herself to say anything that might seem like an accusation of her mistress, even her mistress in this other person. She went on:
"There's another thing that worries me. She's been telephoning to the doctor almost every day. She never did that before, and I can't understand it. I don't think of any reason she can have, for physically she's quite well."
"You mean Edna has?"
"No! Miss Joy herself. Of course Edna does, all the time."
"How long since Joy has been doing so?"