Clearly she had been thinking of something compared with which the divorce court was a delightful contrast.
'I don't know,' she answered.

'It must come sooner or later, because he wants to be free to marry that woman, and as he has not the courage to cut my throat, he must divorce me--if he can!' 'I've sometimes thought he might take the shorter way,' said Van Torp.
'He ?' Lady Maud almost laughed, but her companion looked grave.
'There's a thing called homicidal mania,' he said.

'Didn't he shoot a boy in Russia a year ago ?' 'A young man--one of the beaters.

But that was an accident.' 'I'm not so sure.

How about that poor dog at the Theobalds' last September ?' 'He thought the creature was mad,' Lady Maud explained.
'He knows as well as you do that there's no rabies in the British Isles,' objected Mr.Van Torp.