"The following night I spent at home."
"In Ealing."
"Yes."
"And afterwards?"
"For a week after that I spent most nights at the bungalow."
"Was your wife not surprised that you did not sleep at home?"
"Not unbearably."
"And how did the situation at Bourne End disintegrate?"
"I went down one night and found that she had gone."
"What did you think had happened to her?"