“Yes, I guess so.” She smiled as one understander to another. “For a while I did. Not lately, not for the past two months.”
“You met the dog at his apartment on Perry Street?”
“That’s right. For nearly a year I was there quite often.”
“You and Mr. Kampf quarreled?”
“Oh no, we didn’t quarrel. I just didn’t see him any more. I had other — I was very busy.”
“When did you see him last?”
“Well — you mean intimately?”
“No. At all.”
“About two weeks ago, at the club. He came to the club once or twice and spoke to me there.”
“But no quarrel?”