The whole affair--" Francis broke off abruptly in the middle of his sentence.

He sat with his eyes fixed upon the door, silent and speechless.
"What in Heaven's name is the matter, old fellow ?" Wilmore demanded, gazing at his companion in blank amazement.
The latter pulled himself together with an effort.

The sight of the two new arrivals talking to Louis on the threshold of the restaurant, seemed for the moment to have drawn every scrap of colour from his cheeks.
Nevertheless, his recovery was almost instantaneous.
"If you want to know any more," he said calmly, "you had better go and ask him to tell you the whole story himself.

There he is." "And the woman with him ?" Wilmore exclaimed under his breath.
"His wife!".