But it might be her sister."
"But I'll stake my life on it. I saw her with him myself I don't know how
many times."
"Well, well, she may be his cousin as far as that goes, but what's it to
do with us?"
"I saw it the moment she got out of the train. And she looked at me, too,
and gave a start. I could see her breathing quickly after. Don't come
telling me.... But I can't make out.... Is she from here?"
"Was Fruen pleased, or did she look unhappy?" I asked.
"Nay, I don't know. Yes, I think she was." Grindhusen shook his head,
still marvelling how this could be the Captain's wife. "You must have seen
her with the Inspector yourself," he said. "Didn't you recognize her
again?"
"Was she pleased, did you say?"
"Pleased? Why, yes, I suppose so. I don't know. They talked such a lot of
queer stuff the pair of them, driving home--began at the station, the
minute she got out. There was a whole lot I couldn't make out at all. 'I
don't know what to say,' said she, 'but I beg you so earnestly to forgive
me for it all.
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