Bob told her again.
"He said he was married to her?"
"He said he said so to Mr. Plant and Mr. Gordon, and Williams and De Vere," said Bob, gloating over the details of the row. "And he slung 'em all down-stairs. He's about six feet six high, and as broad as a billiard-table, and as strong as three Sandows, I should say."
"I am much confused again," said Titania, plaintively. "I had come to the point where certain news of her marriage to a groom would have been a relief to me. Where are we now?"
As she asked, Gordon was announced. Bob rushed at him.
"I say, Mr. Gordon, tell us how he threw you down-stairs, and what he said?"
"He didn't throw me down-stairs," said Gordon, quite crossly. "I threw myself down—I mean I slipped."
"Tell us how you slipped, then, and why," said Bob.
But Gordon wouldn't.
"Oh, I say!" said Bob.