He pushed the paper underneath a pile of others and turned his head towards her.

Their eyes met.

There was something like fear in his.
"What is it that you have found ?" she cried breathlessly.
"Nothing," he answered, "nothing of any importance." She rose slowly to her feet and came towards him.
"I am your partner in this hateful enterprise," she reminded him.

"Show me that paper which you have just concealed." He laid his hand on the lid of the desk, but she caught it and held it open.
"I insist upon seeing it," she said firmly.
He turned and faced her.

There was a most unpleasant light in his eyes.
"And I say that you shall not," he declared.
There was a brief, intense silence.