I merely----" "Do you need more capital ?" she inquired, so bluntly that he winced.
"Yes, for a few months.

I may require a little additional collateral----" "Why don't you borrow it, then ?" "There is no necessity if you will temporarily transfer----" "_Can_ you borrow it?
Or is the ice in your trust company too rotten to stand the strain ?" He flushed darkly and the temper began to escape in his voice: "Has anybody hinted that I couldn't?
Have you been discussing my personal business affairs with any of the pups whom you drag about at your heels?
No matter what your personal attitude toward me may be, only a fool would undermine the very house that----" "I don't believe you understand, Jack," she said quietly; "I care absolutely nothing about your house." "Well, you care about your own social status, I suppose!" he retorted sharply.
"Not very much." "That's an imbecile thing to say!" "Is it ?" She turned to the mirror and touched her powdered hair lightly with both hands, and continued speaking with her back turned toward him: "I married you for love.

Remember that.

There was even something of it alive in the roots, I think, until within a few days--in spite of what you are, what you have done to me.

Now the thing is dead.