It seemed natural enough that she should ask.

It was certainly not his place to refuse to answer her question.
"I was to tell him that on no account was he to lunch here to-day," Arnold said.

"He was to go instead to the grill room at Prince's in Piccadilly, and remain there until two o'clock." Mrs.Weatherley made no remark.

Her face was emotionless.

Closely though he was watching her, Arnold could not himself have declared at that moment whether indeed this message had any import to her or not.
"I find my husband's behavior exceedingly mysterious," she said thoughtfully.