They looked at each other.
"Jarvis, shut that door and wait outside."
"Yes, Mr. Bines."
"You can't see him."
"But I must,—we're engaged, don't you understand?—of course I must!"
"I tell you I won't let you. Can't you understand that I'm not talking idly?"
She tried to evade him and reach the door, but she was caught again in his arms—held close to him.
"If you like he shall come in now. But he's not going to take you away from me, as he did in that jeweller's the other night—and you can't see him at all except as you are now."
She struggled to be free.
"Oh, you're so brutal!"