'Do you think I can leave her?'

'It's the best thing you can do. Leave her to have her cry out,' and
adopting the suggestion, Dick picked up his hat, and without further words
the men went out of the house, walking slowly arm in arm.

'I cannot understand what is the matter with Kate. When I knew her first
she hadn't a bad temper.'

To this Montgomery made no answer. He was thinking.

After a pause Dick continued, as if speaking to himself:

'And the way she does badger me with her confounded jealousies; I'm afraid
now to tell a girl to move up higher on the stage. There are explanations
about everything, and I can't think what it's all about. She has everything
she requires. She hasn't been a year on the stage, and she's playing
leading parts, and scoring successes too.'

'Perhaps she has reasons you don't know of.'

'Reasons I don't know of? What do you mean?'

'Well, you haven't told me yet what the row was about.'

'Tell you! That's just what I want to know myself.'

'What were you speaking about when it began?' asked Montgomery, who was
still feeling his way.