"There's none so blind as those who won't see," she said with seeming irrelevance.
Forrester laid down his pen and half turned in his chair.
"What do you mean?" he asked quietly.
Peg coloured a little, but her eyes met his steadily.
"I mean that you ought to look after your wife yourself," she said. There was no mistaking her meaning, and Forrester made no attempt to do so.
There was a little silence; then he laughed shortly.
"And supposing my wife refuses to allow me to look after her?" he asked.
Peg shrugged her shoulders impatiently.
"What's the good of being a big, strong man like you if you can't master one little slip of a girl?" she said.