"Yes?"
"You're in love with her?"
"Yes—but I question your right to play inquisitor."
"I haven't any right, except my interest in Mary. But I claim that my interest justifies the inquisition."
"Perhaps."
"You want to marry her?"
Roger shifted his position, and leaned forward, meeting Porter's stormy eyes squarely. "Again I question your right, Bigelow."
