She would have to face the full shock from Jean Jacques' own battery.

But then again perhaps she knew already.

He hoped she did.
At the very moment that Masson was thinking this, while he went to the main road where he had left his horse and buggy tied up, Carmen came to know.
Carmen had not seen her husband that morning until now.

She had waked late, and when she was dressed and went into the dining-room to look for him, with an apprehension which was the reflection of the bad dreams of the night, she found that he had had his breakfast earlier than usual and had gone to the mill.

She also learned that he had eaten very little, and that he had sent a man into Vilray for something or other.
Try as she would to stifle her anxiety, it obtruded itself, and she could eat no breakfast.