When she came in.

Did she say anything about me?

Did she seem — was she frightened of coming to my house?”

And I said, “Ma’am, she walked two and a half miles in the rain because she was trying to stop you getting blamed for something.”

Evelyn Sinclair put her hand over her mouth and sat down on a bench in that corridor and could not speak for about a minute.

Here is what I learned afterward about what those two years had been.