“I never told her any such thing. She misunderstood.”
“Who is the woman?”
“If you want it even more frankly, that is none of your concern.”
“You have been letting Miss Brewster—”
“Are you engaged to marry Miss Brewster?”
“No.”
“Then you have no authority to question me. But,” he added wearily, “if it will ease your mind, and because of what you’ve done to-day, I’ll tell you this—that I do not expect ever to see Miss Brewster again.”
“That isn’t enough,” insisted Carroll, his face darkening. “Her name has already been connected with yours, and I intend to follow this through. I am going to find out who the woman is at your place.”
“How do you propose to do it?”
“By coming to see.”