"That man would not call him Mr. Rogers, if he was his cousin!" was the thought that flashed through her mind.
Rogers was clearly as much mystified as was Anita.
But his perplexity was not mixed with fear.
She was trembling with fear of an unknown something which her imagination was unable to define.
She looked at Nick with an expression that mingled indignation and appeal.
Her suspense was really becoming unbearable, and Nick saw it.
"Better cut this act short," he muttered.
Turning to Rogers, he said:
"Mr. Rogers, that woman is not your wife."
"Liar!" thundered Anita.