“Will you hear me?” he asked.
“Certainly!” she answered, turning on him her big brown eyes. In their depths he might have seen a sudden dangerous light, had he been less absorbed in himself. As it was he only saw a smile lurking about the corners of her lips which irritated him the more.
“I understand that John Graham called on you last night?”
“Indeed, I hadn’t heard it,” she answered lightly.
“And stayed until after midnight.”
Stella sprang to her feet, looked steadily at Steve, frowned, walked to the door and called:
“Maggie!”
The black face appeared instantly.
“Yassum!” she answered, with eager innocence.
“Have you said anything about Mr. Graham’s visit last night?”