This man was either devil or prince, or both.
"Good God!" he thought.

"He will do that, too.

He will really kill me." Then the astounding alternative--five thousand dollars a year--came to his mind.

Well, why not?
His silence gave consent.
"If I were you I wouldn't go up-stairs again to-night," continued Cowperwood, sternly.

"Don't disturb her.