"That a man of your age and experience should believe in gratitude.

Well, it's no business of mine.

You may be certain that for my own purpose I shall hold my tongue and shall keep Lambert from seeking your wife.

Not that he loves her," she added hastily, as Pine's brows again drew together.

"But she loves him, and may use her arts--" "Don't you dare to speak of arts in connection with my wife," broke in the man roughly.