My husband will be wondering where I am.

But tell me, Mr.
Brimsdown, do you imagine ...

Is it possible ..." Her voice dropped to the ghost of a frightened whisper.
He evaded this issue with legal caution.
"You have done quite right in coming to me," he replied, as he opened the door for her departure.

He held out his hand.
She touched it with trembling fingers, and went away.
Mr.Brimsdown closed the door behind her, and wearily sat down.

He had been prepared to do much to shield the name of Turold, but he had not bargained for this.