“You doctored him, also?”
“Yes”—reluctantly.
“What hue?”
“Made his beard and hair sandy.”
“And have supplied both with enough of the washes since then to keep those colors up?”
“You did not ask what purpose they had in view by changing the color of beard and hair?”
“No. That was none of my affair.”
“Hereafter you had better make it your business. We will leave you now, madam. Until I see you again, do not go to the bother of trying to leave your apartments. You’ll be watched, and it would only lead to your landing in jail. Good-day.”
Her visitors left as abruptly as they had arrived.