“When Hammersley comes?”
“Oh,” she said quickly, “then he is coming?”
“I don’t know why he shouldn’t,” he said slowly.
There was a pause.
“Shall you go?”
“To London? I’ll think about it.”
“There! You see? You refuse my first request.”
“I would like to know your purpose.”
“I think you know it already,” she put in quickly. “You want something that I cannot give you—something that is not mine to give.”
She had come out into the open defiantly and he met her challenge with a laugh.