I knew then, of course.

The woman kept looking at me as she read as though she suspected that I was the missing girl.

I was very nervous, but tried to pretend that I didn't notice, and left the room as soon as I dared." "What about this Mrs.Johns--does she suspect anything ?" he asked anxiously.
"Oh, no.

She is a very unworldly kind of woman, and thinks of nothing but spiritualism.

She never reads newspapers." "Do not talk about it," he said suddenly, as though this picture of her wanderings was too much to be borne.