“Do you mean to say she does not love Dick?”

“I cannot say⁠—sometimes she’s as affectionate as you please, but at others she treats him to a fine exhibition of rage. And the money she spends! Of course, she married him for what she could get. There was never anything else to count with her.”

Jack sat very still.

“And anyone but a young fool like yourself would have seen that!”

A gleam of amusement shot into the wistful blue eyes.

“Probably. Yourself, for instance?”

O’Hara chuckled.

“Oh, ay, I knew! ’Twas the money she was after all along; and now there’s not so much, it seems, as Dick won’t touch a penny that belongs to you.”

“M’m. Warburton told me. Foolish of him.”