In the hush that succeeded, Verplank moved to where Violet sat.
Smilingly, without speaking, she gave him her hand and indicated a seat beside her. Then, raising a fan, she whispered:
“Demon! What have you done? Where do you spring from? How long have you been in Paris?”
Verplank, seating himself, answered:
“I got here this morning. Why am I a demon?”
From behind the fan, Violet asked:
“What did you do to Leilah? Why did she leave you?”
Verplank folded his gloved hands. “That is what I am here to find out.”
“Do you mean to tell me that you don’t know!”