Over my head the torrent roared, and I had to stand very close to the door to hear what passed.
I heard Leroux tramp in and his voice mingling with the click-click of the ball in the roulette-wheel.
"Who is here?" he demanded.
"I am," answered Jacqueline.
"I thought I heard Lacroix," said Leroux thickly.
"I have not seen M. Lacroix to-day," Jacqueline returned.
Leroux stamped heavily about the room and then sat down. I heard the legs of his chair scratch the wooden floor as he drew it up to the table.
"Maudit!" he burst out explosively. "Where is d'Epernay? I am tired of waiting for him!"
"I have told you many times that I do not know," answered Jacqueline; and there followed the click-click of the ball inside the wheel again.
"How long will you keep up this pretense, madame?" cried Leroux angrily. "What have you to gain by concealing the knowledge of your husband from me?"