What do you want, madam ?" he demanded, moving a step nearer to her.
She held a slip of paper in her hand and unfolded it before their eyes.
"My husband," she said, "has justly surmised that I have not come here in any spirit of friendliness, I have come to let Mr.Wingate know the contents of this cable, which arrived soon after my husband left the house this morning.

The message was in code, but, as Mr.Wingate's name appeared, I have taken the trouble to transcribe it." "That's more than you could do, my lady," Dredlinton snarled.
"I can assure you that you are mistaken," was the calm reply.

"You forget that you were not quite yourself last night, and that you left the B.& I.code book on the study table.

Please listen, Mr.Wingate." All the apparent good humour had faded from Phipps' face.

He struck the table with his fist.
"Dredlinton," he insisted, "you must use your authority.