"I won't listen. I don't like you, and I won't listen!"
"You must." He came nearer to her.
"What do you suppose my husband will say when he finds you here?" she demanded. "He is in the church now; he will be out in a moment."
"I suppose that he will say that he is glad to see me. I am sure that you have told him nothing."
She eyed him menacingly.
"Are you so sure of that?"
"Absolutely," he replied. "But it makes no difference if you have told him all that there is to tell, everything. I am not afraid."
"Then you do not think of what I may be afraid? You do not consider me?—But of course you don't!"
"You have not told him. If you had, I should not say to you what I have come to say—perhaps. I should be discreet, because I could not bear that I should cause you annoyance——"
"You annoy me now."