"I may be very stupid, Armand," she said, "but, I cannot understand why, if my presence in Dornlitz is so annoying to you, you prevent me leaving it."
I smiled. "At last," said I, "we are coming to the point."
"As though you hadn't guessed it from the first," she laughed.
"Unfortunately, I have not Mrs. Spencer's keenness of intuition," I returned.
She glanced over at my desk.
"The Governor of Dornlitz needs none. Official reports are better than intuition."
"But not so rapid," I replied.
She smiled. "I was looking at the telephone," she said dryly.
"An admirable medium for unpleasant conversations," I observed.
"Particularly, between husband and wife, you mean."