"Good Heavens! neither of us meant anything wrong! We were just carried away for a few minutes—you're a fascinating devil—and the wine helped some.... Now, don't do that, don't do any of that foolish business with me...."
What was she doing, I wondered? Did she intend to kill him or kill herself? I almost started to Will's rescue, then—she laughed.
"Powder your nose and let's go down. Somebody will notice our absence."
Evidently she obeyed, for there was another pause.
"You needn't worry about your wife," she said. "The giant from the West is keeping her busy. Better keep your eye on him."
Will did not reply. My eardrums seemed on the point of bursting from the surging of the blood to my head.
They came out into the corridor. At the head of the steps she stopped.
"I suppose it amuses you to make women love you," she said.
"My dear woman, you don't love me; I don't flatter myself to that extent."
She laughed sneeringly.