“Come on, Bruce, get moving.”
“Go 'way.”
Hunch turned to Mamie.
“Where's his hat, Mis' Considine?” Bruce stood up.
“What's that? What you saying to my wife? Tha's my wife, Hunch Badeau. She's a lady. You can't talk to my wife.”
Mamie stood at the foot of the bed watching the two men nervously,
“Bruce,” said Hunch, “shut up and come along.”
“Don't you think you'd better go, dear?” said Mamie, timidly.
“Wha's that? You want to get rid of me too, eh? Oh, I'm on to you two. You can't fool me; you can't. You're pretty smart, Hunch Badeau, sneaking down to see my wife——”
Hunch gripped Bruce's arm and jerked him out of the room. They were at the top of the stairs when Mamie came to the door.