“May I see, Dick?” asked Miss Van Tuyn.
“No, you mayn’t.”
“Are you satisfied?”
“He’s coming out more as I want him this time.”
“Do you think you have found his secret?”
“Or yours, eh? What is happening in you, my girl?”
Before she could answer a telephone bell rang below.
“Damn!” said Garstin, going towards the staircase.
Before he went down he turned round and said:
“You’re travelling fast.”