“Scenes, hysterics, threats of suicide—and all that sort of thing?”
Jack nodded again with a furrowed brow.
“Plenty of them. Bluffed to kill me twice. Finally, when she found out I was married——”
“How did she find out that? You were not fool enough to tell her, I hope?”
“She found out. I don’t know how she found out, but she found out.”
For some moments neither spoke.
“What’s her final offer?” resumed Rose.
Lamont lifted his head with a worried look in his eyes.
“Twenty-five thousand and quits,” he said slowly, tugging at the end of his gray mustache with a hand that trembled visibly.
“Ridiculous! Modest, to say the least. Plain blackmail, Jack. If you pay that woman a cent you’ll never get rid of her.”