Perhaps 'searched' is not quite the right word.

To be exact, I opened the French window, stood there, and listened.

Then I persuaded myself that I was imagining a vain thing, and came in." "What was she doing here ?" "I don't know." "She arrived in Steynholme on Sunday evening, I am told." "I heard that, too." "You imply that you did not meet her ?" "No need to imply anything, Mr.Ingerman.I did not meet her.

Beyond the fanciful notion that I had seen her ghost last night, the first I knew of her presence in the village was when I recognized her dead body this morning." "Strange as it may sound, I am inclined to believe you." Grant said nothing.

He wanted to get up and pitch Ingerman into the road.
"But who else will take that charitable view ?" purred the other, in that suave voice which so ill accorded with his thin lips and slightly hooked nose.
"I really don't care," was the weary answer.
"Not at the moment, perhaps.