She exclaimed, standing before him, furious and indignant:
"You are going to marry Susan Walter? That is too much of a good thing.
For three months you have been humbugging in order to hide that from me.
Everyone knew it but me. It was my husband who told me of it."
Du Roy began to laugh, though somewhat confused all the same; and having
placed his hat on a corner of the mantel-shelf, sat down in an armchair.
She looked at him straight in the face, and said, in a low and irritated
tone: "Ever since you left your wife you have been preparing this move,
and you only kept me on as a mistress to fill up the interim nicely.
What a rascal you are!"
He asked: "Why so? I had a wife who deceived me. I caught her, I
obtained a divorce, and I am going to marry another. What could be
simpler?"