"You've come to fetch me?" said Isaacson.
As he came up, he had noticed that already the sun had set. He had slept for a long time.
"There's been a—a most unpleasant—a most distressing scene!" Hartley said.
"Why, with whom?"
"With her—Mrs. Armine. What on earth have you done to set her against you? She—she—really, it amounts to absolute hatred. Have you ever done her any serious wrong?"
"Never!"
"I—I really think she must be hysterical. There's—there's the greatest change in her."
He paused. Then, very abruptly, he said:
"Have you any idea how old she is?"
"I only know that she isn't thirty-eight," said Isaacson.