'Yes; when he came back it was early—that is to say, earlier than I expected. But he was out of spirits, and told me he left as soon as he could get away for that reason.'
'Had anything occurred to disturb him?'
'Not that I know. But he certainly was in a more desponding mood than I had seen him in at any time previously.'
'Did he give any reason for it?'
Salome hesitated.
'What reason did he give for his depressed spirits?'
'He did not exactly give a reason for it, but he was a little mistrustful—perhaps of the world in general.'
'And of anyone in particular?'
Salome coloured; her hand caught her shawl below her chin and worked nervously at it.
'I had rather you did not force me to answer that question,' she said timidly.