“Yes, but you know very well you can’t live without me—don’t you, Hugo? Now answer truthfully, Hugo.”
“Well, you know, since you came in this morning, I’ve been thinking it over——”
“But how awful you are to admit that you can think of anything when you’re with Shirley!”
“There you go!” he cried harshly. “Making a fool of me!”
“But, my darling, I must make someth——”
“What was that you said?” he snapped.
“Have you gone mad? Didn’t you hear me?”
“Child, did you or did you not call me ‘darling’?”
“Why, so I did!—I’m so sorry, Hugo....”
Hugo Cypress advanced across the room and towered above Shirley St. George.