What followed stiffened her still more—and there were only a few words, too—only:
"For God's sake, what are you thinking of?" from Desboro; and from Elena Clydesdale:
"This has got to end—I can't stand it, Jim——"
"Stand what?"
"Him! And what you are doing!"
"Be careful! Do you want people to overhear us?" he said, in a low voice of concentrated anger.
"Then where——"
"I don't know. Wait until these people leave——"
"To-night?"
"How can we see each other to-night!"