She saw him frown. "Why do you want to know?"
Her hands clenched unconsciously. "You are always watching
Violet—always spying upon her. Why?"
"I can't tell you," he said briefly and sternly.
"You can," she said slowly, "if you will."
"I won't, then," said Max.
She flinched a little, but persisted. "Don't you think I have a right to know? It was I who brought her here. She is—in a sense—under my protection."
"What are you afraid of?" Max demanded curtly.
She shivered. "I don't know. I believe you are trying to get some power over her."
"You don't trust me?" he said, in the same curt tone.
"I don't know," she said again.