"I haven't any idea," she said frankly. "You know he almost never comes home."
"And the girls?"
"Visiting the Devereuxs at Staatsburg," she answered. "Aren't you coming down for some bridge?"
"No," I said. "To tell you the truth I never want to see a pack of cards again. I want to cut the game. I'm sick of our life and the useless extravagance. I want a change. Let's get rid of the whole thing—take a smaller house—have fewer servants. Think of the relief!"
"What's the matter?" she cried sharply. "Have you lost money?"
Money! Money!
"No," I said, "I haven't lost money—I've lost heart!"
She eyed me distrustfully.
"Are you crazy?" she demanded.
"No," I answered. "I don't think I am."