She cut in viciously: “You shut up! I have no more use for you. I tell you it's true.”
“Don't believe her, doctor,” interposed Seraphine: “She is not responsible for what she says.”
“I am responsible. I know exactly what I am saying.”
“It is not true, sir,” put in Captain Herrick. “May I add that—”
“Wait! Why are you confessing this, Mrs. Wells?”
Like a fury Fauvette glared at Christopher.
“Because he turned me down. I'm sore on him. He's not on the level.”
“Not on the level? Are you speaking of him as a lover or an officer?”
“Both ways. He's not on the level at all.”
“Oh, Penelope!” grieved the heartbroken lover.