Behind the Scenes: The End of the Affair

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she learned to deceive Henry.

So why was I upset to find

that two years later...

she was deceiving him again?

Mr. Bendrix, I assume we

are discussing Mrs. Bendrix.

Not exactly. She's the wife

of a friend of mine.

Perhaps you and the lady

are intimate?

No.

I've only seen her once

since 1944.

I don't understand.

You said this was a watching case.

Can't one love or hate

as long as that?

There's nothing discreditable

about jealousy, Mr. Bendrix.

I always salute it

as the mark of true love.

I've come on behalf of the husband.

He thinks she's deceiving him.

- She has secrets.

- Ah, secrets.

- Yes.

- There may be nothing in it, of course.

In my experience, Mr. Bendrix...

there almost invariably is.

Shall my man report to you

or the husband?

To me.

He must know nothing about it.

Most interesting case.

All my men use great discretion.

I will put one on it immediately.

And he will do his damndest

to put your mind at rest.

Or should I say the husband's?

Hello?

Good.

Yes, it was good to see you.

Yes, how long has it been?

Two years.

As long as that?

Well, you were always better

at anniversaries than me.

You want to meet?

Well, whatever for?

Not tomorrow, no.

I've got this article.

Wednesday? Let me check.

Would Thursday do?

Good.

The Park Lane Hotel at 1:00?

It was odd to think

that during the war...

we could be so totally at peace.

There were nights

when I wished those sirens...

would never end.

Tell me again.

I love you.

And I always will.

I'm sorry I'm late.

I came by tube, but it was crowded.

Well, taxi is quicker.

I know.

Didn't want to be quick.

I booked a table at Palmer's.

Can't we stay here?

Well, it's where

we always used to go.

You see,

I've never been back there.

Well, it was never

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