It stung Spawn. He leaped to his feet. "So you talk like that! It has gone so far as this, has it? Get to your room! We will see what you will and what you won't!"
gain the crafty Perona was calmest of them all. He thrust himself in front of Spawn.
"Jetta, to-night you plan to see him again, no? To-night?—here?"
"No," she stammered.
"You lie!"
"No."
"You lie! Spawn look at her! Lying! She has planned to meet him to-night! That is all we want to know." He broke into a cackling chuckle. "That fits my new plan, Spawn. A tryst with Jetta, here in the garden."
"Get to your room," Spawn growled. He dragged her back, and Perona followed them.