"You were not fool enough to believe it, were you?"
"Well, when is it to end?"
"When I come in possession of a million and can afford to live on my own money."
"Have you no regard for the danger to me?"
"When you put it on a sentimental basis, my dear, you might ask if I am not very tired of living without you. In that instance I should answer, yes. I think old Moneybags would give you to me fast enough if he knew as much as you and I do. Which do you prefer, my dear?"
The girl shuddered, and Leonie fancied she heard it there in the stillness.
"How much do you want this time?" she asked, making no effort to conceal the dull anger of her tone.
"A thousand will do."
"Impossible!"
"You always say so, but it invariably comes when you know it must! If you can't get the money, another diamond bracelet will do."