'Do you know how I learnt where you were?'
She looked up for an instant.
'I have a suspicion. You went to Twybridge?'
'Yes.'
'But not in your own name?'
'I can hardly tell why not.'
Peak laughed. He was physically and mentally at rest in comparison with his state for the past few days. Things had a simpler aspect all at once. After all, who would wish to interfere maliciously with him? Women like to be in secrets, and probably Marcella would preserve his.
'What conjectures had you made about me?' he asked, with an air of amusement.
'Many, of course. But I heard something not long ago which seemed so unlikely, yet was told so confidently, that at last I couldn't overcome my wish to make inquiries.'
'And what was that?'