22/33 You'll make inquiries at once, won't you ?" "Did you love your husband, Madame Brandt ?" I asked. She stood with one foot on the fender. "I thought I did when he left me." "And now ?" She turned her golden eyes full on me. It is a disconcerting trick of hers at any time, because her eyes are at once wistful and compelling; but on this occasion it was startling. They held mine for some seconds, and I caught in them a glimpse of the hieroglyphic of the woman's soul. |