"Damnation!" Ellsworth leaped to his feet and, striding around the
desk, seized his caller roughly by the shoulder. "What are you
telling me? Good God, Alaire! A married woman! So you--cut under
Ed Austin, eh?" Momentarily Ellsworth lost control of himself; his
eyes blazed and his fingers tightened painfully. "What damnable
trick have you played on that girl? Tell me before I choke you."
For once Dave Law's passion failed to ignite at the heat of
another's anger; he only sat limp and helpless in the judge's
grasp. Finally he muttered: "I played square enough. It's one of
those things that just happen. We couldn't help ourselves. She'll
come to you for her divorce."
The lawyer uttered a shocking oath. "Then it's no mere romantic
infatuation on her part?"
"Oh no!"
Ellsworth loosed his grip. He turned away and began to pace the
office floor, shaking his head. "This is--unfortunate. Alaire, of
all people--as if she didn't have enough to bear." He turned
fiercely upon the cowering figure in the chair, saying: "I'll tell
her the whole truth myself, before she goes any further."
"No! Oh, please! Let me, in my own way." Dave writhed and sank his
face in his hands once more.
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