"But I demand to know."
"I cannot tell you his name. But he is a common sort of person. He went past the house a while ago and she nodded and smiled to him."
"And how long has this been going on?"
"Oh, several months, I dare say. They meet in the evening on the sly. But please don't tell Gertrude that I spoke of this."
"What does the man do?"
"I am not sure, but I think he is in the theatrical business, when he has an engagement—something on the variety stage."
"What! My Gertrude the wife of a variety actor? Never, Homer, never!" groaned Mark Horton. "This is too much! I will speak to her at once!"
"Uncle, you just promised not to let her know——"
"You'll be safe, Homer, never fear. But I won't have this—I'll cast her out first."
"I suppose she wanted to keep this a secret until after you—that is——"