“As what?”
“As the cashier’s wife.”
“Then couldn’t he be present as her husband?”
“Why did he want to make himself so cheap by being in the way?”
“He didn’t mind making himself cheap.”
“Was he jealous?”
“Yes! Why not? He was afraid that something might come between them.”
“What a shame to be jealous! What an insult! What distrust! What did he think of her?”
“That she was perfect. He would prove it. She could go alone!” “Could she really? How condescending of him!”
She went. She did not come home until the early hours of the morning. She awakened her husband and told him how well it had all gone off. He was delighted to hear it. Somebody had made a speech about her; they had sung quartets and ended with a dance.