“They said it was your hood. She was jostled by ruffians in the street, it seems, and thrown under the traffic, and killed.”
I fell on my knees before him, shuddering and hiding my face.
“You didn’t mean that, Diana?”
“Before God, no. I thought they would leave her when they found out.”
He gave a heart-breaking sigh, and looked at me for the first time.
“I wouldn’t go near the theatre again, if I was you. They’ll not judge you as—as favourably as I, perhaps.”
“I’ve done with the theatre. Fate is very cruel. No one understands me or believes in me. At least, don’t tell Patty anything of this. I think you will break my heart among you. How did you even know I was threatened?”
“Didn’t you tell me you were in danger?”
I cried out to him in a sudden agony—
“I am in danger. O, Gogo! for God’s sake tell me what I am to do!”