"I wonder, too, seeing what you have made me put up with."
"Come, now, I've always treated you well."
"And other women better."
"What other women?" growled Jim, on his guard.
"You know very well."
"I don't. I know nothin', not even why you're bullyraggin' me. I swear," cried Jim, pathetically, to the ceiling, "that it's uncommonly hard for a cheery chap like me to be tied to a woman who--who--who----" Here words failed him, and he gasped.
"Go on. I admire your descriptions of my personality. They are so extraordinarily vivid and true."
"Who ain't what she ought to be."
Leah's opportunity to break the ice had come, and locking her hands together, she gazed pensively at the Duke, who wriggled uneasily on his seat. "How did you guess, Jim?"
"Guess what?" demanded the tormented man.