“I've been waiting all evening. I want to ask you something.”
He flung his hat into a chair and faced her.
“Well?”
“Is it true that you are married to Lily Cardew?”
“If I am, what are you going to do about it?” His eyes were wary, but his color was coming back. He was breathing more easily.
“I only heard it to-day. I must know, Lou. It's awfully important.”
“What did you hear?” He was watching her closely.
“I heard you were married, but that she had left you.”
It seemed to him incredible that she had come there to taunt him, she who was responsible for the shipwreck of his marriage. That she could come there and face him, and not expect him to kill her where she stood.
He pulled himself together.