"Yes." Faith looked at him with burning eyes. Was he really surprised, or was this an arranged thing between them, she wondered.
"Yes, I ... I think I would rather live here alone," she said unsteadily.
Forrester's eyes never left her face.
"But, surely, after all Miss Fraser has done for you," he began in perplexity.
Faith flushed hotly.
"I know, but—all the same—I want her to go." He shrugged his shoulders.
"Very well—tell her so."
"I have told her," said Faith tersely.
"Well?"