"Go back to your sister," he said, in curt, stern tones, "and tell her
from me that I will discuss this matter with her alone. If she intends
to throw me over, she must come to me herself and tell me so. Go now!"
But Jerry stood halting between an open blaze of passion and equally
open discomfiture. He longed to hurl defiance in Kenyon's face, but some
hidden force restrained him. There was that about the man at that moment
which compelled submission. And so, at length, he turned without another
word, and walked straight from the room with as fine a dignity as he
could muster. By some remarkable means, Dick Kenyon had managed to get
the best of the encounter.
V
Not the next day, nor the next, did Violet Trelevan summon up courage to
face her outraged lover, and ask for her freedom. Jerry did not tell her
precisely what had passed, but she gathered from the information he
vouchsafed that Kenyon had not treated the matter peaceably. She
wondered a little how Jerry had approached it, and told herself with a
beating heart that she would have to take her own line of action.
Nevertheless, for a full week she did nothing, and at the end of that
week the flutter in the Winhalla Railway shares had subsided completely,
and all Jerry's high hopes were dead. From day to day he had tried to
console himself and her with the reflection that a speculation of that
sort was bound to fluctuate, but, in the end, when the shares went down
to zero, he was forced to own that he had been too sanguine.
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