"I don't know about that, master: she has written a letter...."
"To whom?..."
"I couldn't say.... I could not see the address, master...."
"You red-headed idiot!"
The servant protested.
"No, it was not my fault!... She did not write in the drawing-room, but in her own room.... I couldn't get a squint at her paper...."
"Did she not say anything?"
"Nothing."
"Did she look upset?"
"A little."