“And she didn’t tell you anything?”
“Anything about what?”
“Well—about her husband, for instance. He isn’t worrying her again, is he?”
“She did not speak of him at all.”
“Then what is it?… I wish she had not gone so far away. I wish I could get to her. Did she say when she might be coming back?”
“Not at present. She likes being there. She does not want to come back.”
“That’s what I can’t understand. Something odd seems to have changed her. Have you thought so.”
“I don’t think it odd in Lorraine to fancy a long spell of country life. She was always loved the country.”
“Not alone,” with decision, “except for a good reason. I feel there is a reason now, and I do not know it.”
Suddenly she gave him another direct look.