“What’s that?”
“That you let me take Miss Denison away from you, for good and all!”
His face was transformed with fury: honest passion faded from it and left it bloodless, deadly, sinister.
“Away from me?” said Rattray, through his teeth.
“From the lot of you.”
“I remember! You told me that night. Ha, ha, ha! You were in love with her - you - you!”
“That has nothing to do with it,” said I, shaking the bed with my anger and my agitation.
“What’s that?”
“That you let me take Miss Denison away from you, for good and all!”
His face was transformed with fury: honest passion faded from it and left it bloodless, deadly, sinister.
“Away from me?” said Rattray, through his teeth.
“From the lot of you.”
“I remember! You told me that night. Ha, ha, ha! You were in love with her - you - you!”
“That has nothing to do with it,” said I, shaking the bed with my anger and my agitation.
