He listened breathlessly for her answer. The key clicked in the lock and Stella opened it wide enough to be distinctly heard. Her voice rang cold and clear:
“Tell Mr. Graham to leave this house instantly and never enter it again!”
The door closed and the bolt flashed into its place again.
John’s face flushed red, the colour slowly fading as his strong jaws snapped with new determination.
“In spite of the devil, I’ll win her yet!”
CHAPTER XI—A VOICE IN WARNING
TWO days passed without a word of hope for John. On the third morning after his dismissal by Stella he sat pale and listless at breakfast, scarcely tasting his food, while Susie watched his drawn face with keen sympathetic eyes. An hour later she entered his office.
“You promised to let me help you,” she said quietly. “I have come.”