"What!" ejaculated the general. He was moved altogether from his imperturbable calm.
"It's—" the boy looked around nervously. "If you'd come into the house—" he ventured.
Landor drew rein and turned upon him with oaths and a purpled face. "What the devil are you trying to do now?" he said.
His glance fell before hers of dismay, disapproval, and anger—an anger so righteous that he felt himself to be altogether in the wrong. "Do you mean divorce?" She said it like an unholy word.