"Changed! Hah!—Leave the house!" and he pointed imperiously to the door.
"Louis, it's true! Let me see our boy again!"—
"He has forgotten you!"
"Let me kiss him—just once!" she begged.
"He believes you to be dead!" he said, with cold cruelty. The mother rushed to him with half-stifled shriek and terror in her face.
"Louis! No! No!" she screamed, "No! No! No!"
"He does!"
"Louis, no! Don't say that!" Horror was driving her to hysteria. "It can't be true! You wouldn't tell him that! Louis, you loved me once! You loved me! It's not possible! I am your wife—his mother! His mother!"
Floriot eyed her, cold and unmoved.
"You have gone out of his life and mine," he replied calmly. Jacqueline moaning, sank to the floor.