"Well, if you must know, I was curious to learn where you were going, Gertrude," he said in a low voice, that Sarah Higgins might not understand. "I followed you from the ferry in New York."
"You were on the express train?"
"I was."
"You had no right to follow me."
"But what are you doing here?" he went on, bound to "mix up" matters both for her and for Sarah Higgins, so that the latter might think Gertrude quite out of her mind.
"I came to Lakewood on business." Gertrude arose. "Let me pass."
"Don't be in such a hurry, Gertrude; I wish to talk to you."
"But I do not wish to speak to you, Mr. Bulson."
"Gertrude, you are cruel—why not listen?"
"Because I do not wish to hear what you want to say."