“Why don’t you wash up?”
“Logan said he would. I washed up after breakfast. I’m not a servant, and he keeps on promising to have someone in to help.”
“Will you wash up if I help you?”
“No, thanks. Logan’s got to do it.”
“Who has been to tea?”
“Oh! A funny lot. Some of Logan’s fools who think he is a great man.”
“He is a great man,” said Mendel.
“Heuh! You try living with him. What’s the good of being a great man if you don’t make any money? It’s all very well for Calthrop to live like a pig. He makes money and can do what he likes.”
“If you don’t like it you can always clear out.”
“Where to? Eh? To go the round of the studios and oblige people like you? Not much! It isn’t as if I was married to him. I can’t make him keep me. Besides, he wouldn’t let me go. If I went he would run after me. I suppose you hadn’t thought of that, Mr. Kühler. You don’t know what it is to care for anybody. I’d like to see some one play you and play you, and then turn you down. That would teach you a lesson, that would.”