"Now that your mind is at rest as to this question, have you any other cause of complaint against me? Though why it should matter to you what I do or don't do in this respect, as long as I am courteous to you, and fulfill my side of the bargain, I cannot think. One could imagine you were jealous!"
"Jealous!" she flared furiously. "Jealous, I! How ridiculous.—One has to care to be jealous!" and then she flounced out of the room.
Yes,—even when they appear all that is balanced, there is nothing so amazing as a woman!
XXVI
Sunday:
I slept last night soundly for some strange reason, and woke quite late on Sunday morning.
One frequently has some sense of depression or some sense of exhaltation before one is quite conscious, and quite often cannot account for either state. Presumably Alathea had left me full of contemptuous indifference, but I awoke with a feeling of joy and satisfaction, which gradually changed to flatness, when I became fully aware of things.
For indeed what reason had I for great rejoicing? None, except that the menace of the Suzette bogie may be lifted.