She saw it, had been watching for it, but appeared not to do so.

His was a nature to brook no rivalry.
"My husband had become involved in extravagances for which I was to blame," she went on.
The cloud settled, and in its place came a look of intense relief.

He was like most men.

Whatever his own morals, he demanded a high standard in her.
"We formed an amateur partnership in crime," she hurried on.

"He lost his life, was unable to stand up against the odds, while he was alone, away from me.