Get ready--let's leave at once." That broke the spell.

She jerked away from him, and instantly she was the old Maggie: the Maggie who had jeered at him and defied him the night of his return from prison when he had announced his new plan--the Maggie who had flaunted him as "stool" and "squealer" the evening she had left the Duchess's to enter upon this new career.
"No, you're not going to take me out of this!" she flung at him.

"I told you once before that I wasn't going your way! I told you that I was going my own way! That held for then, and it holds for now, and it will hold for always!" The softer mood which had come upon him by surprise at sight of her and filled him, now gave way to grim determination.

"Yes, you are coming my way--sometime, if not now! And now if I can make you!" Their embattled gazes gripped each other.

But now Larry was seeing more than just Maggie.