“None.”
“And nothing that you told her caused her any sudden grief? Are you quite certain of this?” he asked, looking at me very fixedly through his glasses.
“I made one observation which certainly caused her surprise,” I admitted. “Nothing else.”
“Was it only surprise?” he asked very calmly.
“Surprise mingled with fear.”
“Ah!” he ejaculated, as though obtaining some intelligence by this admission of mine. “And may I not know the nature of the information you gave her?”
“No, Dick,” I responded. “It is a secret—her secret.”
He was silent.
“You refuse to tell me?” he said disappointedly.
“I am unable,” I replied.