She did not answer him.
“Look here!” suddenly said Claude. “If you’ve killed the girl by your faint heart I’ll hold you responsible.”
“Just as you please,” was the reply.
Nora seemed to be getting her old nerve back, for she spoke with spirit, and her cheeks flushed for the first time.
“You never got such orders from me,” he went on.
“I know it. I dropped the lamp——”
“Come, no excuses,” interrupted the young man. “I shall hold you responsible—guilty of murder.”
“Just as if you never did anything that has a shady side,” hissed the woman. “You’re a nice man to talk thus. What have you done that makes an angel out of you, I should like to know?”
“No accusations, woman.”
“Very well. Will you hand me over to the police? Will you tell the inspector that I am the last person who saw the girl alive? I guess not!”