Samuel was quite dissatisfied with all the answers he was getting from Mr. Dempsey.
He watched his mouth twist into a grin, but it was of no substance. Dempsey had not let his mask slip so far. Neither his face nor his voice gave away with any certainty if he did not remember meeting in Paris, or if he did in fact remember and was alluding to something Samuel could not recall. His own memory was regretfully very muddied after a certain point. Concerning.
The topic turned back to Gilbert's arrest.
“Yes,” he said coldly. “That is what he told me. Why do you ask?”
All around them, the dinner party continued as if nothing was the matter.
It was time for the entrée and platters with several different types of vol-au-vent appeared on the table. The house elves must be hard at work tonight.
He watched his mouth twist into a grin, but it was of no substance. Dempsey had not let his mask slip so far. Neither his face nor his voice gave away with any certainty if he did not remember meeting in Paris, or if he did in fact remember and was alluding to something Samuel could not recall. His own memory was regretfully very muddied after a certain point. Concerning.
The topic turned back to Gilbert's arrest.
“Yes,” he said coldly. “That is what he told me. Why do you ask?”
All around them, the dinner party continued as if nothing was the matter.
It was time for the entrée and platters with several different types of vol-au-vent appeared on the table. The house elves must be hard at work tonight.
