I have a claim to ask that much of you, though you may not think it!" He turned away from her, and laughed contemptuously.

She tried to speak again, but Trudaine touched her on the arm, and gave her a warning look.
"Signals!" exclaimed Danville; "secret signals between you!" His eye, as he glanced suspiciously at his wife, fell on Trudaine's gift-book, which she still held unconsciously.
"What book is that ?" he asked.
"Only a play of Corneille's," answered Rose; "Louis has just made me a present of it." At this avowal Danville's suppressed anger burst beyond all control.
"Give it him back!" he cried, in a voice of fury.

"You shall take no presents from him; the venom of the household spy soils everything he touches.

Give it him back!" She hesitated.

"You won't ?" He tore the book from her with an oath, threw it on the floor, and set his foot on it.
"Oh, Louis! Louis! for God's sake, remember." Trudaine was stepping forward as the book fell to the floor.