"Why should I?"
"You fool," snarled Leah, viciously; "if this thing is to be carried through safely, no suspicion must rest on either of us. Do you suppose that I have spoken to this double of yours, or have let any one know that I have read the book? I don't think it really matters much, as people are too stupid to see things; but it is just as well to be on the safe side."
"But I don't see how----" began Kaimes again, and again she cut him short.
"I do--I do. Demetrius attends this young fellow."
"Oh, and he--Demetrius, I mean----"
"Leave me to deal with him," she said confidently.
Jim flung the book on the floor, and looked at her with clenched hands. "What is this Demetrius to you?" he asked violently.
"A puppet I can pull the strings of," she retorted; "and be good enough to remember that you are not in a training-stable."
"If that beastly little Tartar----"
"My dear Jim," said his wife coolly, "if you ask me about Demetrius, I shall certainly ask you about Lima."