"Now," she said, "say your say. But let me tell you that I shall listen not because I feel a shadow of interest in it, but because I know you thought I shrank from hearing it."
He pushed open the French window and strode on to the terrace.
"Step out here," he said.
She went out.
"This," he said, glancing about him, "this is th' place you stood on th' night you showed yourself to the strikers."
She made no answer.
"It's as good a place as any," he went on. "I'm going to have it out with you," he said, with bitter significance.
Then, for the first time, it struck her that she had overstepped the mark and done a dangerous thing, but she would have borne a great deal sooner than turn back, and so she remained.
"I've stood it a long time," he said, "and now I'm going to reckon up. There's a good bit of reckoning up to be done betwixt you and me, for all you've held me at arm's length."