House too big for me.' 'Ah! it is rather large.' 'I'm thinking of changes .-- You know something about my affairs .-- Yes--changes----' Rolfe had never seen the man so dismal before; he tried to inspirit him, but with small result.
'It's the kids that bother me,' said Buncombe.

Then he dropped his voice, and brought his head nearer.
'You're going to get married.' His eyes glinted darkly.

'I'm--going to get divorced.' And with a grim nod the man moved away..