'E says 'e'd like to feel you and 'im were partners-like.

I'll tell 'im I arranged for you to 'ave ten days to a fortnight to think it over." "Thinking won't make money," said Enid in a low voice.
"Such a beautiful young lady as yourself, Modam, can't find it difficult to put 'er 'and on five hundred pounds," murmured Mrs.Piper, and as she said the words there came a leering smile over her small, pursed-up mouth.
And then, turning, she glided across the candle-lit room, and noiselessly opening the door, she slid through it.
Enid Crofton sank farther back into her chintz-covered easy-chair.

She was trembling all over, and her hands were shaking.

She had not felt so frightened as she felt now, even during the terrible moments which had preceded her being put in the witness-box at the inquest held on her husband's body; and with a feeling of acute, unreasoning terror, she asked herself how she could cope with this new, dreadful situation.
What, for instance, did that allusion to the insurance company mean?
She had had the two thousand pounds, and she had spent about a quarter of it paying bills of which her husband had known nothing.

Then the settling in at The Trellis House had cost a great deal more than she had expected.
Of course she had some left, but five hundred pounds would make a hideous hole in her little store.
What could the Pipers do to her?
Could they do anything?
The sinister woman's repetition of Piper's curious remark, "'E says sometimes as what 'e ought to give 'imself up, and say what 'e saw," came back to her with sickening vividness.
She looked round her, timorously.