"Elijah, you're a hypocrite! You've got the instincts of a thief without his courage. This stuff doesn't go with me. You took the company's money. Make good or take the consequences."
Elijah sprang to his feet.
"My God, Helen! I won't listen to such things. You've no right to say them."
Helen calmed herself with an effort.
"I was quoting Mr. Seymour. Would you rather wait and hear him directly?"
Elijah made a pathetic gesture as he sank back in his chair.
"I didn't think you would turn on me like this, Helen."
Helen rose and placed her hand on Elijah's shoulder. He could not see her face, and she no longer tried to keep her eyes from showing the conflicting emotions that almost overpowered her.
"I haven't turned on you, Elijah. I'm not going to turn on you. I believe in you yet. We've made a mistake. We must find a way out."
"You made a mistake?"