“Rose,” he said, “you have managed to behave abominably for a long time. But your conduct last night is unpardonable. If you were my wife I would shut you up in a madhouse until you put your senses above your temper.”
“Thanks! I am not your wife, I am happy to say. No one but the divine Adriana could——”
“Stop your foolish chatter! You have driven your husband from you, at last. Now I hope you are satisfied.”
“So he has gone, has he? And pray, where has my lord gone?”
“To Arizona.”
“I am glad he has gone so far.”
“Now, madam, you will have to fight the world without him. There is not a decent woman who will notice you.”
“What have I done wrong? And I do not believe Antony has gone. He will come trailing home to-night.”
“He will not. And as to what you have done wrong, if there were nothing against you but that Duval affair it shuts you out of society.”
Then she rose in a passion, and snapped her fingers in his face. “You!” she cried, “you dare to come here and reproach me with Duval! Pray, what about 250 Cora Mitchin? It is the devil correcting sin for you to talk virtuously. And the divine Yanna is just as bad to live with you. I would not. I would have respected Antony if he had turned on his heel when he saw me with Duval on the steamer; if he had turned on his heel and left me forever, I would have respected him! As it is, I despise him. Arizona is the best place for him.”