By this time the fact seemed not to concern Agatha herself very vitally.
He asked if the Marches had left any address with her, and she answered that they had not.

They were going to spend a few days in Nuremberg, and then push on to Holland for Mr.March's after-cure.

There was no relevance in his question unless it intimated his belief that she was in confidential correspondence with Mrs.March, and she met this by saying that she was going to write her in care of their bankers; she asked whether he wished to send any word.
"No.

I understand," he intimated, "that there is nothing at all in the nature of a--a--an understanding, then, with--" "No, nothing." "Hm!" The general waited a moment.

Then he ventured, "Do you care to say--do you wish me to know--how he took it ?" The tears came into the girl's eyes, but she governed herself to say, "He--he was disappointed." "He had no right to be disappointed." It was a question, and she answered: "He thought he had.