“You are not one of those who are afraid,” he said. “You do what you choose—even at night.”
She thought of the episode in Shaftesbury Avenue.
“Then you—you—”
“But I do not need to take a shilling from a lady!”
“You didn’t know me that night!” she said defiantly.
“Ah, but when I heard you speak in the studio I knew!”
“And you follow women like that at night!”
She tried to draw away her hand, but he would not let her.
“You drew me after you—not knowing. It was what they call occult.”
“Then why did you go away?”