"I am not asking you about that,—that was later!"
"I suppose I was on my way there at the hour you mention."
"No, you weren't; you were in North's rooms!"
"If you were not drunk, I should be angry with you, Marsh,—you are insulting—"
He quitted his hold on her and staggered to his feet.
"You were with North—" he roared.
"Do you want the servants to hear you?" she asked in an angry whisper.
"Hell!"
He made a step toward her, his hand raised.
"Don't do that, Marsh. I should never forgive you!"