"
She stared at him. "Do you mean that you and I are not
to see London together? Not to travel through Europe
together?"
He pitied her a little, and, leaning forward, kissed her
clammy lips. "The thing will seem clearer to you
to-morrow, no doubt. I must leave you now. Go to Clara
and her girls. They all like to pet and make much of
you. I will bring Lisa in the morning, to talk business
a little. She has an uncommonly clear head for business.
Good-by, dear!" He stopped the cab, jumped out, and
walked briskly to the corner where his wife was waiting
for him.
"You have told her?" she asked breathlessly.
"Yes. It's over."
"That we must separate?"
"Yes, yes. I told her you thought it best."
"And she was not willing?"
"Well, she did not approve very cordially," said George,
evading her eye.
"But she shall approve!" hanging upon his arm, her
burning eyes close to his face. "You are mine, George!
I love you. I will share you with nobody!" She whistled
shrilly, and a hansom stopped.
"What are you going to do, darling?"
"Follow her. I will tell her something that will make
her willing to separate. Get in, get in! "
CHAPTER III
Frances, when in trouble, went out of doors among the
trees as naturally as other women take to their beds.
Lisa's sharp eyes saw her sitting in the Green Park as
they passed. The mist, which was heavy as rain, hung in
drops on the stretches of sward and filled the far aisles
of trees with a soft gray vapor.
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