“He had had a very fine cross-section of life in England, and he was by that much the richer. But towards solving the problem that had been entrusted to him he had advanced not one foot. Marta greeted him with her best contralto coo and drew him in to peace and refreshment. The living-room of the Mill House stood over the water, and in the daytime its furnishings swam in the wavering light; a green sub-aqueous light. But this evening Marta had drawn the curtains over the last of the sunset, ...and shut out the river light; she had prepared a refuge of warmth and reassurance, and Grant, tired and perplexed, was grateful to her. 'I am so glad that it is not Walter who has disappeared,' she said, wafting him to a chair with one of her favourite gestures and beginning to pour sherry. 'Glad?' Grant said, remembering Marta's expressed opinion of Walter. 'If it was Walter who had disappeared, I should be a suspect, instead of a sleeping partner.' Grant thought that Marta as sleeping partner must have much in common with sleeping dogs.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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