“She did,” replied the other.
Walter, however, did not seem willing to acknowledge the intruder as a friend, but drew himself up, and regarded him sternly—almost angrily.
“Perhaps I had better retire, gentlemen,” said Sigebert. “You may wish to have a little private converse.”
With this, he went out, but we rather fancy the door was left slightly ajar.
“How is it that you have presumed to follow me about in this way?” asked Walter, in an offended tone.
“You must forgive me, sir. I saw you yesterday, and have searched for you here to-day. It is my earnest desire to induce you to return to your relatives and friends. They feared something terrible had happened to you.”
“They need not trouble themselves about me,” rejoined Walter. “I shall not trouble myself about them.”
“But I have certain propositions to make to you.”
“I reject all propositions. It is useless to talk to me.”
“I have, also, a sum of money at your disposal. Will you not receive it?”