“Why, sir, give her a chance of going again to the Gardens. Tell her that you are going to the playhouse on Thursday night, and then do as you did before, only keep a better look-out for her, and—well you must promise me that if you find her with that handsome young spark you will not run him through the body.”
“You seem to take a great interest in this same young spark,” said Lewis.
“And so I do, sir! Lord, sir, are you jealous of me as well as your wife?”
“Jealous? By my soul, madam, I desire nothing more heartily than to hear of your taking him from my wife.”
“Then carry out my plan, and perhaps I shall be able to oblige you. Put her to the test on Thursday.”
“You will be there?”
“I will be there, I promise you.”
“Then I agree.”
“You promise further not to run him through the body?”
“I promise. Yes, you will have more than a corpse to console you.”