“That is what I said. I have not had her to lunch, or in any other way associated with her, for months.”
“Your friendship with her ended, I infer.”
“Yes. That’s about the size of it.”
“Has she approached you in any designing way since the termination of your friendliness?”
“How designing?” Madison demanded, brows drooping. “What do you mean, Carter?”
“I mean with threats of blackmail, or anything of that kind.”
“I don’t recall that she has.”
“You would be likely to remember it, wouldn’t you?”
“Certainly,” Madison bluntly admitted. “But there is nothing in that. How could she blackmail me?”
“By threatening to publish your compromising letters,[Pg 31] Mr. Madison, which you employed crooks to steal from her, and which last night was accomplished, resulting in her death at their hands,” Nick now said more sternly.