The Red Scar

Excerpt from Red Scar
"When a woman is what you call infatuated, my dear Alaister, she ceases, apparently, to be a reasonable being. I have come to you because you are the only person I know who has any real influence over Phyllis."
Major Lionel Leyland paced the floor of Alaister Diarmid's study as he spoke. He walked with long strides but his movement, nevertheless, was jerky.
"Till she met this fellow Raoul Featherstone," he added, "Phyllis seemed to be entirely devoted to myself. I used to flatter myself that I possessed a wife in a thousand. And now she tells me, calmly, that she must leave me for the good of her own soul."
Lionel Leyland stood still. An expression of bewilderment appeared on his good-looking, rather scholarly face.
"I have seen my rival!" he said simply. "I confess that I cannot understand where his attractiveness lies."
Alaister Diarmid took his pipe from his mouth. His big, heavy face was thrust forward.
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