You see, I'm giving you the address." Then triumphantly, as she saw Muffat stagger to his feet like an ox under the hammer: "If honest women must meddle in our affairs and take our sweethearts from us--Oh, you bet they're a nice lot, those honest women!" But she was unable to proceed.

With a terrible push he had cast her full length on the floor and, lifting his heel, he seemed on the point of crushing in her head in order to silence her.

For the twinkling of an eye she felt sickening dread.

Blinded with rage, he had begun beating about the room like a maniac.

Then his choking silence and the struggle with which he was shaken melted her to tears.