"What do you mean?"
"I mean what I said. You stay here. And you, too," he added to Millar.
He turned and closed the ballroom door. Then he faced them again.
"We will settle this thing right here. Take off that cloak."
"I will not."
"By heavens, I'll tear it off," he cried furiously, rushing at her.
Olga stood unmoved. Millar caught Karl by the arm and stopped him.
"Why did you stop him?" Olga asked, smiling.
She was perfectly self-possessed now and in command of the situation. Millar was frankly afraid that she had taken his meaning literally. Karl was mad with rage and jealousy. Olga was unruffled.
"Madam, I was afraid," Millar said.