The Lodger · Chapter 13 (2/2)

No, in such a case the lodger would disappear in as sudden a way as he had come. And Bunting would never suspect, would never know, until, perhaps⁠—God, what a horrible thought⁠—a picture published in some newspaper might bring a certain dreadful fact to Bunting’s knowledge.

But if that happened⁠—if that unthinkably awful thing came to pass, she made up her mind, here and now, never to say anything. She also would pretend to be amazed, shocked, unutterably horrified at the astounding revelation.