She made a pile, putting into it everything, even to the silver on her bureau.
"Take them down-stairs."
Again they descended.
"Put them with the rest."
When all were on the table, he raised his eyes and said:
"So you knew all the time about his going to Mexico?"
"Yes," she said faintly.
"And you played me false all the time?"
She noticed that his hand began to tremble and edged away until with a spring she placed the table between them.
"Come back," he said, glowering at her.