“Well, let that be a lesson to you not to dance attendance on my wife!” said Sherry, with asperity.
“She cannot think that there is anything beyond common friendship between Kitten and me!” George said.
“Who asked you to call my wife Kitten?” demanded the Viscount belligerently.
“You did,” replied George.
“Oh!” said Sherry, dashed.
“I will not believe the Incomparable could credit such nonsense!” George declared, flushing. “Why, what reason have I ever given her to think that I would so much look at another female?”
“Well, upon my word!” exclaimed Sherry. “If that don’t beat all! If kissing my wife at the Fakenhams’ ball isn’t reason enough — ”
“She knew nothing of that!”
“Oh yes, she did! Kitten tried to persuade her to beg you not to meet me!”
“Good God!” George uttered, turning pale. “Then was that why — I must speak with her!”