"Oh, leave Daniel alone. No woman would look at him."
She gave him a considering gaze for which he could have struck her, because it put him further from her than he had ever been.
"It's no good staring at me like that. I've seen you with him before now."
"Everybody on the moor must have seen me with him."
"Yes, and walking pretty close. I remember that."
"Very likely you will see me walking with him again."
"No, by God!"
"Oh," she said, wearily, "how often you call on God's name."
"No wife of mine—"
She laughed. "You talk like Bluebeard. How many wives have you?"