"Go on. I'm prepared for the worst. Have you gambled away all our money, or have you killed somebody?"
She faced him, her eyes anxiously seeking his.
"Jerry, it's a serious thing. I've wanted to tell you for a long time; it may make a big difference in our life together."
"Jane, what is all this?" he demanded curtly.
CHAPTER XXVI
Jerry sat down on the couch, by the fire, and Jane stood looking down at him. She was trembling at the excitement of the moment.
"We haven't talked much of our inner selves, Jerry, and it's a little hard to begin—especially as this goes away back to the beginning of the time I came to the studio. Did you ever wonder why I took the work you offered?"
He nodded. She interested him now. She stood in that still way of hers, with the folds of her dull, blue gown hanging straight and close. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes shining; she was like a crystal ball which centred all the light and feeling in the room.
"I had to make a living so that I could go on with my real work, so I took the first thing that offered."