My husband will come and see you, though, as you probably know, he's on no sort of terms with Osmond.

He's very fond of going to see pretty women, but I'm not afraid of you.

In the first place I don't care what he does.

In the second, you won't care a straw for him; he won't be a bit, at any time, your affair, and, stupid as he is, he'll see you're not his.

Some day, if you can stand it, I'll tell you all about him.