She gave him a hint that he had better be going.
"Not until I have seen who your visitor is," he said.
"If I have a visitor it is no business of yours," she retorted.
"It is. I am still interested in you even if you treat me badly," he said.
What was she to do? How could she prevent a meeting between him and Glen Leigh? She cudgelled her brains but was at a loss to find a plan. Bellshaw did not seem inclined to move.
Glen Leigh waited a quarter of an hour and became restless. What detained her? He heard voices in the next room, but could not distinguish who was speaking. Perhaps she had a visitor. If so, why did she not tell him?
"I must ask you to leave my house," she said desperately.
Bellshaw laughed.
"Your house?" he sneered.
"Yes, mine. You did not know I had bought it."