He laid it down again, smiling detestably.
Crozier calmly picked up the handkerchief, saw the lettering, then went quietly to the door of the room and called Mrs.Tynan's name.

Presently she appeared.

Crozier beckoned her into the room.

When she entered, he closed the door behind her.
"Mrs.Tynan," he said, "this fellow found your daughter's handkerchief on my table, and he has said regarding it, 'Rather dangerous that, in the bedroom of a family man.' What would you like me to do with him ?" Mrs.Tynan walked up to Burlingame with the look of a woman of the Commune and said: "If I had a son I would disown him if he didn't mangle you till your wife would never know you again, you loathesome thing.
There isn't a man or woman in Askatoon who'd believe your sickening slanders, for every one knows what you are.

How dare you enter this house?
If the men of Askatoon had any manhood in them they would tar-and-feather you.