"Mr. Broadhead!" exclaimed the woman.
"Yes, Mrs.—Mrs.—er—Allen, is it not?"
"No, no!" she shrieked, shrinking back. "My—my husband?"
"Do you mean Colonel Kirke?"
"Yes. I have no other."
"And Allen?"
"He has cast me off, turned me away."
"Haven't you heard?"
"I have heard nothing. I have been blind—in hell—since——"
"Yes, I know."