“Good God!” and then through the silence came another muttered, “Great merciful God!”
Molly allowed him to regain his self-control.
“I told you that night, Jordan, I thought I remembered her,” she then said. “To-day I found out it was she.”
“Tell me all you know,” ordered Morse, with darkening brow.
Molly openly admitted her jealousy of Jinnie. She had no shame because, long before, she had told her husband of her absorbing passion for Theodore King.
“I discovered it purely by accident,” she went on, relating the story.
Morse chewed the end of his cigar.
“Now what’re you going to do?” demanded Molly presently. 175
Jordan threw away his cigar and thrust his hands deep into his pockets, stretching out a pair of long legs. There he sat considering the tips of his boots in silence.
“I’ve got to think, and think quick,” he broke out suddenly. “My God! I might have known she didn’t belong in that cobbler’s shop.... I’ll go now.... Don’t mention this to Theo.”