"I do," said Mrs. Hannay. "Now that the dear little girl's gone."
"Not she. She won't let him off as easily as all that. She'll think of the other woman. And she'll live with him and punish him for ever."
He paused pondering. Then he delivered himself of that which was within him, his idea of Anne.
"I always said she was a she-dog in the manger."
CHAPTER XXXV
Anne was not expected home before the middle of November. She wrote to her husband, fixing Saturday for the day of her return.
Majendie, therefore, was surprised to find her luggage in the hall when he entered the house at six o'clock on Friday evening. Nanna had evidently been waiting for the sound of his latchkey. She hurried to intercept him.
"The mistress has come home, sir," she said.
"Has she? I hope you've got things comfortable for her."