"I don't know—a thousand or two, perhaps."
"An interesting point might come up there," Groll said musing. "Whether you are liable for her debts. A husband is liable for the debts of the woman he marries. Though it don't make any difference; you'll go into bankruptcy."
"Oh, I'm knocked out!" Bofinger said, biting his lips to keep back the weak tears.
"Yes, Alonzo, you are," Groll said. "Haven't you got anything you can save?"
"Not a thing."
"Hasn't the woman any jewels? Get them if you can, but make sure first that they are free of debt, if you don't want to get in worse trouble."
"You're right," Bofinger said, starting up. "I'll get hold of them before Sammamon can put his claws on them."
"If I were you," Groll said softly as they went to the door, "I think I'd have an understanding with the woman. She's the one who's done you."