"No. He's going to come, and you'll stick here," ordered Slade.
Farley rose and tottered out into the anteroom with him and Cochise. Lennon sprang up beside the coolly smiling girl.
"You've permitted them to go—knowing what will happen!"
"Nothing will happen. I changed keys on Dad. He'll come back. Then I will go in his place."
"You shall not," forbade Lennon. "I told you it would be murder."
"How about Blossom?" queried the girl. "Slade isn't joking and you know now what he is like."
Lennon looked at the prospective victim, hesitated, and tightened his jaw.
"I must hold you to your promise. Set them upon each other, if you wish—— But it shall not be that other way."
"If you hold me to my promise," said Carmena, her eyes hot with scorn.
She started to help Elsie clear the food-splattered table.