While he stood watching her, she tore the paper to small bits, scattering them on the floor.
"I think," she said, regarding him fixedly, "that you are not exactly chivalrous in leaving me this way; that you are more concerned over your own safety than over mine.

What do you suppose will happen when the Taggarts discover that you have gone and that I am here alone ?" His eyes glinted with hatred.

"The Taggarts," he laughed.

"Did you think I was going to let them off so easy?
I'm charged with one murder, ain't I?
Well, after tonight there won't be any Taggarts to bother anybody." "You mean to--" Her eyes widened with horror.
"I reckon," he said.

"Did you think I was runnin' away without squarin' things with them ?" There was a threat of death in his cold laugh.
While she stood with clenched hands, evidently moved by the threat in his manner and words, he said "So-long," shortly, and swung the door open.
She followed three or four steps, again calling upon him to "wait." He turned in the doorway and went slowly back to her.