I'll let her in." He
drew a small torch from the skirt-pocket of his coat and crossed
to the hall door, as Garson nodded assent.
"God! Why did she have to come?" Garson muttered, filled with
forebodings. "If anything should go wrong now!"
He turned back toward the door just as it opened, and Mary darted
into the room with Griggs following. "What do you want here?" he
demanded, with peremptory savageness in his voice, which was a
tone he had never hitherto used in addressing her.
Mary went swiftly to face Garson where he stood by the desk,
while Griggs joined the other two men who stood shuffling about
uneasily by the fireplace, at a loss over this intrusion on their
scheme. Mary moved with a lissome grace like that of some wild
creature, but as she halted opposite the man who had given her
back the life she would have thrown away, there was only tender
pleading in her voice, though her words were an arraignment.
"Joe, you lied to me."
"That can be settled later," the man snapped. His jaw was thrust
forward obstinately, and his clear eyes sparkled defiantly.
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