"What! Surely not your wife?"
"I'm not so certain of that."
"But she, too, has been sick."
"Have they locked her up?" snapped he.
Madeline smiled. "Well, not exactly; she is not allowed much liberty, though."
"Why won't she come and see me?"
"Mercy! She is too delicate."
"Seems to me you are well informed for one so lately arrived."
"I am well informed, Mr. Arthur. But I am not a late arrival."
"What do you mean?" sullenly.