Bruce sat with the same fixed look, and made no reply.
“I have stated my theory, and I have stated my facts,” said Katherine. “I have no court evidence, but I am going to have it. As I remarked before, you can believe what I have said, or not believe it. It’s all the same to me.” She stood up. “I wish you good afternoon.”
He quickly rose.
“Hold on!” he said.
She paused at the door. He strode to and fro across the little office, scowling with thought. Then he paused at the window and looked out.
“Well?” she demanded.
He wheeled about.
“It sounds plausible.”
“Thank you,” she said crisply. “I could hardly expect a man who has been the champion of error, to admit that he has been wrong and accept the truth. Good afternoon.”
Again she reached for the door-knob.