"I'm sure he's quite unscrupulous." Nick turned his head, and surveyed her from under his restless eyelids.
"I begin to think you must be falling in love with the young man," he observed.
"Don't be absurd, Nick!" Olga did not even trouble to look up.

She was stitching with neat rapidity.
"I'm not.

That's just how my wife fell in love with me.

I assure you it often begins that way." Nick shook his head wisely.

"I should take steps to be nice to him if I were you, before the mischief spreads." Olga tossed her head.