"Come back here."
Like a child being taught its first lesson in obedience, she hesitated, moved forward, paused and came on.
"What d'you want?" she repeated, drumming her fingers nervously on the arm of the chair.
O'Rane smiled.
"You may go to bed now," he answered.
With sudden petulance she stamped her foot.
"David, if you think it's funny to try and make a fool of me ...! You're perfectly odious to-night." I was moving forward to intervene as peacemaker, and Sonia seized the opportunity to shake me by the hand and wish me good-night.
"You needn't pay overmuch attention to Raney," I said.
"Oh, I don't," she answered airily, but her hand as it touched mine was curiously cold.
O'Rane walked over to the writing-table and returned with her letter.