"In the steerage!" she murmured aghast.
"And during the five or six months here in Paris, while he was dancing attendance on you, he was practically without resources."
"I know better," she insisted; "he took me out all the time and spent money freely."
The judge shook his head. "He spent on you what he got by pawning his jewelry, by gambling, and sometimes by not eating. We have the facts."
"Mon Dieu!" she shuddered. "And I never knew it! I never suspected it!"
"This is to make it quite clear that he loved you as very few women have been loved. Now I want to know why you quarreled with him six months ago?"
"I didn't quarrel with him," she answered faintly.
"You know what I mean. What caused the trouble between you?"
"I—I don't know."
"Madam, I am trying to be patient, I wish to spare your feelings in every possible way, but I must have the truth. Was the trouble caused by this other woman?"