I suddenly felt uncomfortable as I said this and thought perhaps I shouldn’t be talking about these things. Not that I believed them. Or did I?
He laughed again. “Perhaps she was pulling your leg?”
I shrugged.
“Then what do you think about it?”
“Those old buildings with wooden beams and floors transmit sounds in odd ways. The noise could have come from downstairs or next door.”
I looked at my watch. It was five o’clock. The gardens would probably be closing soon. “Would you like to see the apartment? The owner leaves the key for me so I can go up and work for a bit. I like being inspired by the life that went on there.” I instantly regretted my words. Monsieur Gérard might not like me going there with other people, especially with a man. He might get the wrong idea of why I wanted the
