In that case she will be as good as her word, and come down on you." "Mrs.Bray!" exclaimed Mrs.Dinneford, suspicion blazing from her eyes.
"Mrs.Bray!"-- and she turned upon her and caught her by the arms with a fierce grip--"as I live, you are deceiving me.

There is no woman but yourself.

You are the vampire!" She held the unresisting little woman in her vigorous grasp for some moments, gazing at her in stern and angry accusation.
Mrs.Bray stood very quit and with scarcely a change of countenance until this outburst of passion had subsided.

She was still holding the money she had taken from Mrs.Dinneford.As the latter released her she extended her hand, saying, in a low resolute voice, in which not the faintest thrill of anger could be detected, "Take your money." She waited for a moment, and then let the little roll of bank-bills fall at Mrs.Dinneford's feet and turned away.
Mrs.Dinneford had made a mistake, and she saw it--saw that she was now more than ever in the power of this woman, whether she was true or false.

If false, more fatally in her power.
At this dead-lock in the interview between these women there came a diversion.