“I tell you, my dear,” he said to the window, “I am not easy in my mind.”
“Nonsense!” snapped Lady Julia. “Absurd! Ridiculous!”
Lady Julia Blunt, when conversing, resembled a Maxim gun more than anything else.
“But your diamonds, my dear?”
“I can take care of them.”
“But why should you have the trouble? Now, if we——”
“It’s no trouble.”
“When we were married there was a detective——”
“Don’t be childish, Thomas. Detectives at weddings are quite customary.”
“But——”