"Because of the diamonds."
"No, indeed—it was you I wanted, not the diamonds."
Drawing her to him, he kissed her. But her lips were cold. There was no response to his ardor. She could not herself have explained why. She felt no inclination to respond to his caresses, which at any other time she would have returned with warmth. With a slight shade of impatience she broke away.
"We have no time for that now, Kenneth. Our guests are waiting."
"That's right," he replied, with a smile that did not escape her. "We've no time now. But the night is still before us."
"Will you come soon?"
"Yes—I'll be right down."
CHAPTER XIV
Once more the Traynor residence was filled with the sounds of mirth and revelry.