A suspicion of her purpose flashed through her husband's mind.
"What would you do ?" he inquired nervously.
"Tell the gentleman what has taken place." "Nay," he cried, resolutely barring her way.

"Nay.

That you shall not.
Would you--would you ruin me ?" She gave him a look of contempt, and dodging his grasp she gained the door and was half-way down the passage towards the common room before he had overtaken her and caught her round the middle.
"Are you mad, woman ?" he shouted.

"Will you undo me ?" "Do you undo me," she bade him, snatching at his hands.

But he clutched with the tightness of despair.
"You shall not go," he swore.