"I certainly do!"
"Then you've got the temperament and makings of a married man."
"I have?"
"Sure!"
"How's that?"
She laughed again, gayly, coquettishly, adding:
"Because you already know that married women generally don't pay much attention to their husbands. That's what hurts marriage—women not caring how they look."
So they went on talking away, and all through their rather spicy conversation, full of meaning, a mutual attraction began to make itself felt. Silently this began sapping their will-power. At last the woman glanced at her clock on the sideboard.
"Eight o'clock," said she. "I wonder what Amadeo's doing, now?"