“You weren’t to hurt the girl, you know?” said he.
“That’s true, but I couldn’t help it.”
“But tell me. Come in here. No one will listen to us. Now, what has taken place?”
Nora took a long breath and began.
“The girl got almost unruly. I got her up to bed, but she faced me and threatened.”
“Well, you shouldn’t have paid any attention to her words.”
“I couldn’t help it. She mentioned a name that drove every vestige of color from my face.”
“An old enemy’s name, eh?”
“Yes; she spoke of a detective whom I fear with all my soul. She spoke of Carter.”
“And made you chicken-hearted, eh? Pshaw, woman!”