“And when you came back from this false call—how was the girl?”
“She was alone—as I left her. She seemed the same.”
“She said nothing to you—about anybody speaking to her, I mean?”
“Nothing at all.”
“And the Englishman—did you see him in the dining room?”
“No—I did not see him. But then I did not look very keenly. Surely the Englishman does not know about Joe?”
“Somebody knows about Joe,” said Mr. Neuburg. “Somebody knows so much about Joe that he recognized that the name was enough to get you away from Miss Heloise into the lobby at a run. Who do you think would pull off a trick like that, my mild Méduse?”
“But the Englishman cannot know about Joe,” said the woman sullenly.
“Certainly this is your day for being triumphantly dull, my dear. This Englishman has bewitched you.”