"Oh. Did he also have an estate in the Alps?"
She said scornfully: "He fell in my esteem—deep, Mr. O'Ryan—into depths so terrible that, even if I leaned over to look, I could never again perceive him."
"Poor fellow," I muttered, chilled to the bone again.
"Yes." she said calmly, "it was tragic."
"D-did you care for him, Thusis?" I ventured, scared half to death.
"I trusted him."
"D-don't you trust him any more?"
"He is dead—to me," she said coldly.
There ensued a silence which presently I became unable to endure.
"You know, Thusis, that man isn't dead——"