He left.
No one talked and the only thing that disrupted the silence was Carson walking in.
"He left," Grace told him, pointing her thumb to the door over her shoulder, "just did."
"I see." He served the drinks that he had brought the question first before bringing the tray over to grace. She took the glass of bourbon and he kept the rest on the coffee table.
"Please, excuse me. I may follow Sir."
Carson turned around, even though none of them had said anything about it. He left too, and then it was just the two of them in the house of Jonathan Miller. Well, the house that belonged previously to Jonathan Miller.
Grace stood up and walked to him. "I'm sâ€""
