human
Who is that?
gpt
One of the gendarmes from Martigny. I saw him at the station last night.
human
Then why do you see him with displeasure this morning?
gpt
He may be here on our affair. I’ve told you what I think. They’ll be questioning you about it if you stay.
human
But, surely, I shall be able to answer them! Is a woman responsible for her husband’s follies—even in Switzerland? I do not think so, Mr. Benson; you are not quite honest with me—there is something yet to come?
gpt
I have told you what I think, Lady Delayne. It’s for you to decide. I can quite understand that you may not be able to go away this afternoon, but to-morrow, or the next day, perhaps? Will you think it over, and let me know? I shall be round this way after dinner to-night, and I’ll look in, with your-permission. Now I must run away, for I see the abbé throwing his arms about up yonder, and that’s to say the lunch is on the table. Isn’t it wonderful that a man cannot go three or four hours without food and remain in his right senses? It’s true, though, so, you see, I’ll just run away. But you’ll think of what I’ve said, won’t you?—and you’ll know that I’m your friend, come what may!