He pointed to Ennison, who in his turn looked across at Anna.
“You wish me to stay?” he asked, in a low tone.
“I would not have you go for anything,” she answered.
“Nevertheless,” Hill said doggedly, “I am here to speak to you alone.”
“If you do not leave the room at once,” Anna answered calmly, “I shall ring the bell for a policeman.”
He raised his hand, and they saw that he was holding a small revolver.
“You need not be alarmed,” he said. “I do not wish to use this. I came here peaceably, and I only ask for a few words with you. But I mean to have them. No, you don’t!”
Ennison had moved stealthily a little nearer to him, and looked suddenly into the dark muzzle of the revolver.
“If you interfere between us,” the man said, “it will go hardly with you. This lady is my wife, and I have a right to be here. I have the right also to throw you out.”
Ennison obeyed Anna’s gesture, and was silent.