"Your suggestions!"
She brought her fist down on the back of an armchair with an emphasis which almost suggested that she would have liked that chair to have been some portion of his body.
"Let me lay the whole case before a friend of mine, and, after he has given it careful consideration, it is possible that he may make you a proposition."
"What sort of proposition?"
"That I cannot tell you--the best he can."
"You understand that I must have ten thousand pounds within a week?"
"I hear you say so. If my friend can see his way no doubt he will let you have them."
"Mind he does see his way!"
"As to that----"
Mr. Gregory Lamb's sudden appearance in the doorway perhaps allowed to serve as an excuse for his sentence to remain unfinished.