You didn't offer to call up any club until you found that the telephone was not working!" He thought a moment.

"I don't suppose you would trust me to go out and get a policeman ?" "Certainly not." "Or go into the front room and open a window and summon some passer-by ?" "How do I know you haven't confederates waiting outside ?" "That's true," he said seriously.
There was a silence.

Her nerves seemed to trouble her, for she began to pace to and fro in front of the passageway where he sat comfortably on his chair, arms folded, one knee dropped over the other.
The light being behind her he could not as yet distinguish her features very clearly.

Her figure was youthful, slender, yet beautifully rounded; her head charming in contour.

He watched her restlessly walking on the floor, small hand clutching the pistol resting on her hip.
The ruddy burnished glimmer on the edges of her hair he supposed, at first, was caused by the strong light behind her.
"This is atrocious!" she murmured, halting to confront him.