Mrs.Verrier, standing beside him, asked some questions, showed indeed some animation.
"She shut herself up here?
She lived in this garret?
That she might always see the tomb?
That is really true ?" Barnes, who did not remember to have heard her speak before, turned at the sound of her voice, and looked at her curiously.

She wore an expression--bitter or incredulous--which, somehow, amused him.

As they descended again to the garden he communicated his amusement--discreetly--to Miss Floyd.
Did Mrs.Verrier imply that no one who was not a fool could show her grief as Mrs.Washington did?
That it was, in fact, a sign of being a fool to regret your husband?
"Did she say that ?" asked Miss Floyd quickly.
"Not like that, of course, but----" They had now reached the open air again, and found themselves crossing the front court to the kitchen-garden.

Daphne Floyd did not wait till Roger should finish his sentence.

She turned on him a face which was grave if not reproachful.
"I suppose you know Mrs.Verrier's story ?" "Why, I never saw her before! I hope I haven't said anything I oughtn't to have said ?" "Everybody knows it here," said Daphne slowly.