He rose abruptly.
'Perhaps you had better come and see us to-morrow.' 'But Monica left a message that she wouldn't be at home for the next few days, and that I wasn't to come till I heard from her.' 'Not at home--?
I think there's a mistake.' 'Oh, impossible! We'll ask Mrs.Conisbee.' She went to the door and called.

From the landlady Widdowson learnt exactly what Monica had said.

He reflected for a moment.
'She shall write to you then.

Don't come just yet.

I mustn't stay any longer now.' And with a mere pretence of shaking hands he abruptly left the house.
Suspicions thickened about him.