I touched the concierge on the arm.
"Did you see Mrs.Lascelles this morning ?" The man's eyes opened before his lips.
"She has gone away, sir." "I know," I said, having indeed divined no less.

"What train did she catch ?" "The first one from here.

That also catches the early train from Zermatt." "I am sorry," I said after a pause.

"I hoped to see Mrs.Lascelles before she went; now I must write.

She left you an address, I suppose ?" "Oh, yes, sir." "I shall ask you for it later on.