“Not a little; but I was determined to find you.”
“You have done so.”
“Yes; you can’t hide from me.”
“I have not the least desire in the world to hide from you, Mr. Morgan.”
“You say so,” returned the man, with a cold sneer; “but I am certain you have taken pains to keep out of my way for the last two weeks.”
“You are utterly mistaken. I would not take pains to keep out of your way for two minutes. What do you want of me?”
“I have a little matter to talk over with you—some private business.”
“I was not aware that there could be business dealings of any sort between us, Macklyn Morgan.”
“Be careful!” warned Morgan, lifting a thin finger. “You are putting on a very bold face.”
“And is there any reason why I should not? I know, Mr. Morgan, of your methods at the time of my affair with the C. M. A. of A.”