Laurie moved closer to him.
"Get up," he commanded.
Shaw looked surprised.
"I am very comfortable here."
"Get up!" The words came out between the young man's clenched teeth.
Shaw again shrugged deprecating shoulders. Then, with another of his wide, sharp-toothed grins, he rose and faced his visitor. At the desk across the room the big blond secretary rose, also, and fixed his pale blue eyes on his employer.
"Now," said Laurie, "tell me what the devil you are driving at, and what all this mystery means."
"What an impulsive, high-strung chap you are!" Shaw was still grinning his wide grin.
"You won't tell me?"
"Of course I won't! I've told you enough now to satisfy any reasonable person. Besides, you said you had something to say to me."