And Dorothy, with a little shiver, drew nearer to her husband, and let his sheltering arms close round her.
Rudolph was hanging about the place at an early hour next morning. He sprang upon Mabin as soon as she stepped into the garden, with a particularly happy look on her young face.
“I’ve come to ask for an explanation,” said he, standing very erect, and speaking in a solemn tone, tempered by fierceness.
“An explanation? Of what?”
“Various points in your conduct.”
“Oh!” cried Mabin, turning quickly to face her accuser, and evidently ready with counter accusations.
“In the first place, why have you been so cool to me lately?”
“Because—because—was I cool?”
“Were you cool! Yes, you were, and I know why. You were jealous.”
Mabin said nothing.