"I heard you laughing as I came in," I returned, more than ever disgusted by her lies and her throwing all the blame on her companion. "It's no use lying to me, Suzee, you found that out at Sitka. What I want to make clear to you is this: if I find you doing this sort of thing again I shall send you away from me altogether, because I won't have it."
Suzee looked terror-stricken.
"Send me away! But what could I do? Where could I go?"
"Where you pleased! You would not live any more with me."
"Well, Treevor, I will not do it any more," she answered, her eyes fixed on the jewels. "Do let me have the necklace. May I put it on?"
And she stretched out her hand to grasp it from the table where I had laid it. Her avarice, her lack of any real deep feeling about the matter, filled me with irrepressible anger.
I sprang to my feet and snatched the necklet up, case and all, and flung it through the window.
"No, you shall certainly not have it," I exclaimed.
Suzee gave a shriek of pain and dismay as she saw the beloved jewels flash through the air and disappear in the darkness, and rushed to the window as if she would jump after them.
Fearing she might call to the passers-by below and create a disturbance, I took her by the shoulder and pulled her back into the room.