She was in
the act of examining a magnificent diamond ring.
"You're quite out of breath," she said coolly, "didn't you come up by
the lift?"
"I've come to talk business," Hamar panted. "It's no use looking like
that. I know your secret."
"My secret!" Lilian Rosenberg replied, opening her eyes and simulating
the greatest unconcern, "what secret? I don't understand."
"Oh, yes, you do!" Hamar said, "you understand only too well--you
deceitful minx. Had I only been smart--I should have given you the
sack months ago. This marriage of yours with Kelson shall not come
off."
"My marriage with Mr. Kelson!" Lilian Rosenberg said, turning a trifle
pale. "I really don't know what you are talking about."
"You do!" Hamar shouted, his fury rising. "You do! You know all about
it. You were seen sitting on his knee this morning, and all your
conversation was overheard. I have found out everything. And I tell
you, you shan't marry him."
"I shan't marry him!" Lilian Rosenberg said with provoking coolness.
"Whoever thinks I want to marry him?"
"He does--I do!" Hamar shouted--his voice rising to a scream. "You've
hoodwinked me long enough--you hoodwink me no longer. You've
encouraged him from the first--made eyes at him every time you've seen
him--taken advantage of my absence to prowl about the passages to
waylay him--had him round to your rooms and visited him in his. You've
no sense of shame or honour--you've broken your promises to me--you're
a liar!"
"Anything else Mr.
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