tirade in which he had allowed to surge forth all his pent-up resentment of the past two months and had virtually given her carte blanche to sue for a divorce if she wished to, he plunged out into the night and down the drive and out into the highway like a blind man in a great hurry, with no idea of his destination. But after all he was a very healthy, normal young man. And the cool night air and his rapid walking soon had their effect in clearing up his mind. He pulled himself together and discovered that he was on his way to the Hedgewood railway station. A few hundred yards more and he began to wonder if he hadn't just made rather a fool of himself.
Airing our grievances against one whom we love brings always an aftermath of remorse in which the object of our erstwhile anger looms up as a snow-white angel and we ourselves are the only one at fault. And we are very apt to do ourselves a greater injustice than we did our loved one.
After all, what he had heard linking the names of his wife and Rao-Singh had been mere gossip and he knew that idle summer porch-rocking women are no worse than smoking-car men when it comes to inventing spicy conversation to fill in the spare moments, and nobody's reputation is ever safe from their
