"I don't see where anything that concerns me could concern you now. That is, unless you've changed your mind."
She gave him a wry smile and a shake of her head.
"I shall never change, Dick. It was no interest in you that made me send for you. It was interest in the well-being of another woman."
"Oh, another woman! And who, pray, may she be?"—frigidly, face darkening.
"Can't you guess? Have there been so many out here?"
"You know there's only one woman for me," he said bitterly, "and she drove me off like a thief and has called me back as though I were a thief!"
"Perhaps you are."
"What do you mean by that?"
There was that about him which made her think of a man cornered.
"I have called you here because I have reason to believe that you are trying to steal the heart of a young girl—of Bobby Cole."