“Who?”
“Xantippe. She came to me to-day, and I saw she had been crying. But I said nothing, because it is not always wise to ask questions. I thought she wept because she was hungry and because the baby was hungry. I offered her food and she took some, but so little, scarcely enough to cover a ten-piastre piece. ‘That is for the baby,’ I said; ‘now some for you.’ But she refused.”
“Perhaps she had food for herself,” said Gregorio, shifting uneasily in his chair.
“Perhaps,” said the woman, and laughed again, more loudly than ever, till the table shook. “But she asked me for something else,” she continued, when her merriment languished for want of breath; “she asked me to let her have an old dress of mine, a bright yellow-and-red dress, and she borrowed some ornaments. It is not right of you, Gregorio, to keep an old friend on the door-step when you have a fantasia.”
Gregorio scowled savagely. After a pause he said, “I don’t know why my wife wanted your dress and ornaments.”
“Oh yes, you do, friend Gregorio.” And she laughed again, this time a suppressed, chuckling laugh that threatened to choke her; and she supported her chin on her hands, while her eyes peered through the enveloping fat at the man who sat opposite to her. Suddenly she stood up, and taking Gregorio by the arm dragged him to the door.
“See, there she goes. My garments are cleverly altered and suit her finely, don’t they? Ah, well, my friend, a man who cannot support a wife should marry a woman who can support him.”
Gregorio did not stop to answer her, but pushed past her into the street. The woman watched him enter the house opposite, and then returned quietly to her work. But there was a smile hovering round her lips as she murmured to herself, “Ah, well, in time.”
Gregorio meanwhile had run up to his room and entered it breathless with excitement. The first glance told him that Amos had seized all he could, for nothing remained save a wooden bench and one or two coarse, half-disabled cooking utensils.
Gregorio swore a little as he realised what had happened. Then he saw in a corner by the window his son and Ahmed.