“We were talking politics.”
“No, no!” said Mathis quickly. “Not politics, economics! Politics are the effect. We were talking about causes. But you are right. This rain is filthy. If you will excuse me, please, I will see what has happened to my wife.” He winked at Graham. “If she suspects that I am making propaganda she will not be able to sleep to-night.”
With a smile and a nod he went. Josette looked after him. “He is nice, that man. Why does he marry such a woman?”
“He is very fond of her.”
“In the way that you are fond of me?”
“Perhaps not. Would you rather we went in?”
“No. I came out for some air. It will not be so wet round on the other side of the deck.”
They began to walk round to the other side. It was dark now and the deck lights had been put on.
She took his arm. “Do you realise that to-day we have not really seen each other until now? No! Of course you do not realise it! You have been amusing yourself with politics. It does not matter that I am worried.”
“Worried? What about?”