“Have you not heard?” she said. “For me there is no second turn. I have said good-bye to it all. They hissed me!”
“Beasts!” he muttered. “But was it wise to sing to-night?”
“Why not? The man was nothing to me.”
“You have not seen the evening paper?”
“No. What about them?”
He called a hansom.
“They are full of the usual foolish stories. To-morrow they will all be contradicted. To-night all London believes that he was your husband.”
“That is why they hissed me, then?”
“Of course. To-morrow they will know the truth.”
She shivered.