She looked out of the window as though she expected to see him return, but instead she saw only a shadow pass the window. She looked again, but there was no one in sight.
“Mary,” she called to the servant, who was in the next room.
“Well.”
“Come here.”
Mary stood in the doorway in an instant.
“Did you see any one about the garden?”
“No, ma’am; no one but your husband.”
“When did you see him?” she asked in a very low voice.
“A little while ago.”