"No buts," she interrupted.
"Then you believe that I—"
"How can you, as a scientist, ask me to doubt the camera," she insinuated, very coldly turning away.
Kennedy rapidly began to see that it was far more serious than he had at first thought.
"Very well," he said with a touch of impatience, "if my word is not to be taken—I—I'll—"
He had seized his hat and stick.
Elaine did not deign to answer.
Then, without a word he stalked out of the door.
As he did so, Elaine hastily turned and took a few steps after him, as if to recall her words, then stopped, and her pride got the better of her.
She walked slowly back to the chair by the table—the chair he had been sitting in—sank down into it and cried.