Harrison Smith leant forward.
"Tell me," he said, very earnestly, "did you notice anything queer about his eyes?"
"I don't know."
"Try to remember."
"Four years is a long while."
"But to a woman like you."
"I believe something struck me—they puckered at the corners a bit—rather attractively."
"That's it," said Harrison Smith. "That's exactly it. Lord, I wish I could understand."
"What's troubling you?"
"Just a crazy idea—probably it's nonsense. By the way, I've had orders from our employers to leave it alone so you'd do me a kindness by saying nothing of this visit."