“I don’t know. I haven’t seen her.”
“Ah!”
Tarr felt he had five pieces to play. He had played one. The other four he toyed with in a lazy way.
“Van Bencke?”
“I have not seen her.”
That left three.
“How is Isolde?”
“I don’t know.”
“Seen the Kinderbachs?”
“One of them.”