MRS. KRAUSE
[Her assurance breaking down.] Who can say it's so!
HELEN
I can. For I saw him this morning coming out of your bed-room …
[She goes swiftly into the house.
[MRS. KRAUSE totters, almost fainting. MRS. SPILLER hurries to her with smelling-salts.
MRS. SPILLER
Oh, Madame, Madame!
MRS. KRAUSE
Sp—iller; the maid c'n ss-stay!