He came, and his appearance alarmed me, he was looking so dreadfully ill.
Without preface, he said, "My wife has left me; she has gone to her sister, and refuses to return." This was astonishing in itself, and I wondered still more why he should come and tell _me_ about it in so strange a way.

The explanation followed very promptly, and you may judge how I heard it.

Mr.Widdowson said that his wife had been behaving very badly of late; that he had discovered several falsehoods she had told him as to her employment during absences from home, in daytime and evening.

Having cause for suspecting the worst, he last Saturday engaged a private detective to follow Mrs.Widdowson wherever she went.

This man saw her go to the flats in Bayswater where Everard lives and knock at _his_ door.