"Thou! Thou dost not know the meaning of love. I wish I could help him."
"It is impossible," sneered Selim.
"But it is interesting," sighed Zaidee. "She went away with another man—that is cruel!"
"Perhaps Stefan is better off than he knows," said Selim.
"Selim," said Zaidee with great solemnity, "thou art a pig!"
"Pig I am not."
"Pig!" she repeated with more acerbity.
Renwick was in no mind to take a part in their quarrel and was moving toward the door of the adjoining room when a phrase caught his ear.
"And thou art a magpie, Zaidee, always croaking. It will get us into trouble, thy talking. I have but to set my foot outside the house and thy tongue wags like the clothing of a scarecrow."
"I have done no harm," she said angrily.