"I have called--I have called to see you about my--my husband."
Kitty's lip curled, and she resumed her seat with an enigmatical smile.
"Yes; what about him?"
"Cannot you guess?" said Mrs. Malton imploringly.
Kitty shook her head in a supercilious manner.
"I am at a loss to understand the reason of your visit," she said, in a cold, measured manner.
"I am Evan Malton's wife," said the other rapidly. "We have only been married a year--and--and we have one child."
"I presume you did not call to inform me of your domestic affairs," replied Kitty mercilessly.
"He was so fond of me--we loved one another devotedly till--till--"
"Till he met me, I suppose," said Kitty coolly, throwing herself back with an amused laugh. "I've heard that complaint before--you wives never seem to know how to retain your husbands' affections."