When Gordon entered the library he glanced uneasily at his wife and she smiled in insolent composure.
Overman rose hastily.
"Sorry the weather was so threatening I couldn't persuade your wife to go to the Temple, Frank."
"Yes, the rain is pouring in torrents and it's getting colder," he answered, rubbing his hands before the fire.
"I'll not stay to dinner; I've an engagement at my club," the banker said, briskly.
The one eye ran from the man to the woman in embarrassment at the threatening silence. Kate walked with him to the door.
"You will return at seven o'clock," she said, in even tones.
"If you command it," he coolly answered.
"I do. We will have our parting this afternoon. He can remove to his old quarters at the hotel. I will receive you alone, and we will arrange for the divorce and our marriage."
"Promptly at seven," he said, crushing her hand in his parting grasp.
