When you called my name, he dropped me and sprang back. I never saw
such furious hatred on a man's countenance in my life.
"When I answered you, I tried to run to the door, but he stood in my
way.
"'I will follow you!' he whispered. 'Do you understand me? I will
never give you up!'
"And then you flung yourself against the door, and he turned and
opened it and went out."
* * *
Lucy had turned scarlet over the recalling of the scene, and she was
breathing quickly in her agitation. Montague sat staring in front of
him, without a sound.
"Did you ever hear of anything like that in your life before?" she
asked.
"Yes," said he, gravely, "I am sorry to say that I have heard of it
several times. I have heard of things even worse."
"But what am I to do?" she cried. "Surely a man can't behave like
that with impunity."
Montague said nothing.
"He is a monster!" cried Lucy. "I ought to have him put in jail."
Montague shook his head. "You couldn't do that," he said.
"I couldn't!" exclaimed the other. "Why not?"
"You couldn't prove it," said Montague.
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