“Certainly I will swear to it.”
Cook was quite willing to swear to almost anything.
The Frenchman’s breath came hard and fast. His eyes were directed full at his companion. That did not annoy Enoch in the least.
“Peste! ” exclaimed Monsieur Jacquet; “where could have been your eyes?”
“I do not understand.”
“It seems you do not care to understand anything.”
“You wrong me. I am naturally very dull,” said Enoch.
“Did you not notice the intimacy that sprang up between my wife and Monsieur Kidd?”
“No; did you?”
“Yes.”