"Of course," chimed in Mr. Cooley. "I think we've established the facts that she fears him, hates him, and wishes he was dead. That alone is ground enough for our application."
Suddenly there was a commotion in the hall outside. The door was flung open and Tod appeared, cool and self-possessed.
"Thank God!" exclaimed Paula, overjoyed.
"Hello, everybody!" grinned Tod. "Why, I didn't know you were giving a party, Miss Marsh!"
"What do you want here?" demanded Jimmy, trying to prevent his stepson's further entrance.
But Paula jumped up and ran eagerly to greet him. Never had he been so welcome. In one instant her anxiety and apprehension had disappeared. Her manner was entirely changed. Smiling, she extended her hand:
"I'm so glad to see you, Mr. Chase—so glad! Won't you come in?"
Mr. Cooley frowned.
"It's impossible!" he said emphatically.
"You can't stay here," said Mr. Marsh. "Don't you see we're engaged?"