"I'm not the kind of a woman for a hole-and-corner affair, Bel. If I were, you wouldn't be in love with me."
He nodded intently: "What do you propose?"
"I've been waiting for that to come from you, dear; but you never seem to live for anything but the moment."
"I've got to know what's in your mind, Amy. Tell me frankly."
"Well, then!"—she saw the mistake of it instantly, but for the life of her couldn't muffle the ring of challenge—"I fancy it means Reno for both of us."
"Meaning I'm to divorce Linda and marry you?"
She gave a deprecating flutter of hands. "What else can we do?"
Bellamy said with a stubborn shake of his head: "Never without good cause; and as far as I know, Linda's blameless. I'm a pretty hopeless proposition, I know, but not quite so bad as all that."
Amelie sat back, her colour rising. She could not misinterpret the determination in his temper; yet vanity would not permit her to forego one last attempt. "But if she should divorce you?"
"Deal with that when it comes up. Frankly, don't believe it ever will. Don't mean to give Linda any reason I can avoid."