“That’s old, but good,” grinned the unwelcome and uncivil caller. “I’ve often wondered where that saying originated, but never had time to look it up.”
Lamont looked at the man amazed, for he never saw such coolness in all his life.
“You’ve got a daughter, too,” continued the stranger.
“What’s that to you?”
“Not much, perhaps, but a good deal to you.”
“There you’re right; but you shall not make sport of my child. My affection for her is too sacred for that.”
“She’s pretty and good. I know her.”
“You?” almost roared the millionaire, falling back in his chair and staring at the other. “This is carrying a joke too far.”
“Just as you think; but let’s go back to Claude.”
“No, I won’t have another thing to do with you. You remember you are not an invited guest——”