"It seems to me I may be the best judge of my own conduct."
"Well," said Keith deliberately, "I don't know that you are. You must remember that you are my wife, and that you bear my name. I have something to say about it. I'm telling you; but if you cannot manage the matter properly, I'll just have to drop a hint to Sansome."
At that she blazed out.
"Do that and you will regret it to the last day of your life!" she flared. "If you'd be as careful with the name of Keith as I am, it would not suffer!"
"What do you mean by that?" he asked? after a blank pause.
She had not intended to use that weapon, but now she persisted placidly.
"I mean that if our name has been talked about, it has not been because of any action of mine."
His heart was beating wildly. In the multiplicity of fighting interests he had actually forgotten (for the moment) all about his office visitor. But he, too, had pluck.
"I see you have had a call from our friend Morrell," he ventured.
"Well!" she challenged.