“I say, I told him that you two were married—”
“Yes—and then?”
Big Belt backed from her, and sat down.
“There isn't any then,” he said. “That's it.... That you were married in Warsaw, and followed him to the field—without his knowing.”
“Is that all?”
“Yes, ma'am.”
“Oh, you frightened me.”
...Boylan was on the stairs. He halted, turned back. She came to him eagerly.
“But were you married?” he asked.
“No. But it's such a little thing compared to what might have happened—to keep us apart. I mean what might have happened here.... Oh, God bless you!”