“I may have to.”
“Surely you must know from your lawyer’s letter whether it will be necessary or not.”
“I expect it will be necessary.”
He turned slowly away from her and went to the window, where he stood for a moment, apparently looking out. She sat down on the sofa and glanced at the clock. How were they to get through a long evening together? She wished she could bring about a crisis in their relations abruptly. Dion turned round. He had his hands in his pockets.
“I wish you’d let me look at that lawyer’s letter,” he said.
“It wouldn’t interest you.”
“If it’s about money matters I might be able to help you. You know they used to be my job. Even now anything to do with investments——”
“Oh, I won’t bother you,” she said coolly. “I always do business through some one I can pay.”
“Well, you can pay me.”
“No, I can’t.”