“Nothing at the moment.”
“A solicitor can always see him, I understand?”
“Certainly. Any time that you like.” I got up to go. “I haven’t been able to give you much satisfaction; but you’ll get him back as soon as Major Slaney claims the stuff.” He walked to the door and opened it for me. “If there’s anything I can do for you, come along and let me know.”
“There’s nothing, thank you.”
The Tommy had either died or deserted. I found my way back into the Castle yard. As I hesitated there, a man detached himself from a group and came smiling upon me in the warmest fashion.
“Good morning,” he cried. “So you came along to look us up?”
I tried to place him, but the effort was too much for me.
“You don’t remember me?”
“I’m afraid not.”
He laughed the heartiest of laughs. “Your memory is short. Why, I arrested your husband last night.”