“I heard, Margaret,” said Anna, nodding, slipping her hands into her pockets.
“Margaret, what about John?” asked Will. “Does he know of all this?”
“Oh yes. And he’s still here. You’ll see him at dinner.”
“I see. Perhaps I should have a talk with him as well.”
“Don’t bother,” said Margaret, waving the thought away. “You know how he is. He’s blocked it out and won’t want to discuss it.”
“I spoke to John about it once,” said Anna.
Margaret gasped, “You did?”
“Yes. It was the night of the party. He told me he knew of what happened.”
“You didn’t tell me this.”
“He also asked me about the divorce and said some very understanding words. He is a tender man underneath all his grumpiness. And I think you know this too. Right, Margaret?”
“Are we talking about the same John?”
“Yes. Anyway,
