“I wonder you had the courage. What will he do?”
Before she answered, Katinka came in dressed for the street and looking very angry and alarmed.
“You are mad, Volna. I heard you. At such a time as this to speak so. You have placed us all in peril. You should be ashamed. Much you care for your mother!”
“I don’t think you can even guess how much, Katinka,” answered Volna very quietly. “Where are you going?”
“Anywhere rather than stay here after that. You had no thought for Paul or for me, of course. We are not safe another minute. Paul is with Ladislas; I have warned him by the telephone. I congratulate you, Mr. Anstruther, upon the disastrous result of your interference.”
“You must not say that, Katinka. This is not Mr. Anstruther’s doing; it is my own act, and mine only. But by all means save yourself.”
“The police may be here at any moment to arrest us all.”
“Then why waste time in staying to reproach me?”
Katinka’s great eyes flashed angrily. “Have you taken leave of your senses?” she cried. “You have never been like this before. It is sheer folly and madness.”
“I told him no more than the truth,” replied Volna; adding after a slight pause: “One of the really delicious moments of my life.”