A mad anger and
jealousy made him suddenly reckless.
"So," he said, "he is terribly in love with my wife, and he intends
to marry you. That's--interesting. Because, my sweet child, he's
got a damn poor chance of marrying you, or anybody."
"Lou!"
"Listen," he said deliberately. "Men who stick their heads into the
lion's jaws are apt to lose them. Our young friend Cameron has done
that. I'll change the figure. When a man tries to stop a great
machine by putting his impudent fingers into the cog wheels, the
man's a fool. He may lose his hand, or he may lose his life."
Fortunately for Edith he moved on that speech to the side table, and
mixed himself a highball. It gave her a moment to summon her
scattered wits, to decide on a plan of action. Her early training
on the streets, her recent months of deceit, helped her now. If he
had expected any outburst from her it did not come.
"If you mean that he is in danger, I don't believe it."
"All right, old girl. I've told you."
But the whiskey restored his equilibrium again.
"That is," he added slowly, "I've warned you. You'd better warn
him. He's doing his best to get into trouble.
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