"I went to the theatre with Lady Astrupp ostensibly to find
out how the land lay in her direction--really to heighten my
self-esteem. But there Fate--or the power we like to call by
that name--was lying in wait for me, ready to claim the first
interest in the portion of life I had dared to borrow." He
said this slowly, as if measuring each word. He did not
glance towards Eve as he had done in his previous pause. His
whole manner seemed oppressed by the gravity of what he had
still to say.
"I doubt if a man has ever seen more in half an hour than I
have to-night," he said. "I'm speaking of mental seeing, of
course. In this play, 'Other Men's Shoes,' two men change
identities--as Chilcote and I have done--but in doing so they
overlook one fact--The fact that one of them has a wife! That's
not my way of putting it; it's the way it was put to me by one
of Lady Astrupp's party."
Again Eve looked up. The doubt and question in her eyes had
grown unmistakably. As he ceased to speak her lips parted
quickly.
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