Dr. Hislop explained when Trudie casually remarked on the absence of her sister-in-law. “I wish she would open up a little more, poor child,” he went on in a compassionate tone. “I’m sure she would be a great deal happier if only she would talk to us.”“About Garth, you mean?” It was Malcolm who put the question, quietly and without emotion. “Perhaps there is something about their lives and that tragic ending, she would rather not discuss with anyone.” he went on quietly. “We all sense there was ... something out of the ordinary and can’t put a finger on it. We are completely in the dark, but I still say you’ll get nowhere by trying to find out from Veronica. Leave well enough alone,” he advised, rising from his chair and stifling a yawn. “Whatever it was it’s over now, and unless we hear something from an outside source I think it wiser not to probe.”“Maybe he’s right.” Dr. Hislop packed his last pipe of the late evening carefully as Malcolm said good night and left them.
