Did she think she was going to be mistress of Quien Sabe?
Ah, that was it.

She was after his property, was for marrying him because of his money.

His unconquerable suspicion of the woman, his innate distrust of the feminine element would not be done away with.

What fathomless duplicity was hers, that she could appear so innocent.

It was almost unbelievable; in fact, was it believable?
For the first time doubt assailed him.