“We shall see,” cried the woman, stamping her foot, “what you did not finish yourself?”
“And I don’t mean to,” said Gellow, sotto voce.
“Well?”
“I have no more to say, only that I believe he came here so as to avoid you, and he is off somewhere now to be away from you.”
“Yes, it is true,” said the woman bitterly.
“If you had not come down, I daresay he would have run back here.”
“What for?”
“How should I know? Play billiards, read the odds.”
“He has a wife here, then.”
“Do you mean Madame Denise?” said Gellow innocently.