"You speak as if--as if--you had a right to confiscate my property." "I have a right to confiscate that sort," said Max.
"What right ?" She flung the question like a challenge, and as she flung it she straightened herself in sudden splendid defiance.

All the pallor had gone from her face.

She glowed with fierce, pulsing life.
Max remained looking at her.

There was a glint of mercilessness in his eyes.

"What right ?" he repeated slowly.