"They say the husband is always the last to know." She laughed unpleasantly.

"The whole building, the whole block, the entire town knows about your darling wife. She's famous. Why not? She combines the appetite of a nymph and the morals of an alley cat. I'm going to form a club. We'll call ourselves the Wives and Sweethearts of Eve's Men. We're a pretty sad lot."

"Get out!" I shouted. "Get out before I kill you!"