“He climbed out of the Ibiza, crossed to the front door, rang the bell. Rosa opened the door. ‘Is there any news?’ He prevaricated. ‘Nothing definite.’ ‘I couldn’t sleep properly last night, thinking of what could have happened to him.’ That, he was certain, had not been said for effect. It was in the Mallorquin character to be concerned by another’s misfortune, even when there was little enough reason to like that person. ‘I’ve come to have a word with the señora.’ ‘Then you’re out of luck. She... left here after breakfast and hasn’t been back.’ Conducting her own search? Or…? ‘Did she tell you how to get hold of her if that was necessary?’ ‘No.’ If searching, wouldn’t she have done so? ‘But maybe Señor Field knows where she is.’ ‘Is he the owner of the Seat outside?’ ‘That’s right. He’s a friend of the family.’ ‘Then I’ll have a word with him.’ As he entered the hall, she said: ‘Last time I saw him, he was in the sitting-room.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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