"What more indeed? I'm to understand, then, that everything I was told is true?"
"It was true."
"And is not now?"
"No. Whoever told you, omitted to tell you that."
"You mean you have given up living with this woman?"
"Yes. If you call it living with her."
"You have given it up—for how long?"
"About five weeks." His voice was almost inaudible.
She winced. Five weeks back brought her to the date of Peggy's death.
"I dare say," she said. "You could hardly—have done less in the circumstances."