Ring for my maid, and I will let her show you the door.' "'You can't mean it ?' I said.
"'I do mean it,' she replied.

'Ring the bell,' she added, imperiously.
"I stood looking at her.
"'Leave the room, then,' she said.
"'I must have a satisfactory answer,' said I.
"'Very well,' said she.

'Here it is.' "And saying this she took the penknife by the blade, between her thumb and finger, and slung it at me.

It struck me on the arm, and buried itself deep in the flesh till it touched the bone.

I drew it out, and without another word left the room.