It was not in the box this morning, and--" "IT WASN'T IN THE BOX THIS MORNING!" he roared.

"See here, what kind of a damn fool do you take me for ?" He wheeled suddenly, caught her by the wrist, dragged her clear of the door, and shut it behind her.
"Now, Mrs.Stanton," he said, in cold, incisive tones, "let's you and I have this out, and I want to tell you right here that I believe you're lying, and I've been suspecting it for some time.

Now, make a clean breast of it.

You've pawned it, haven't you ?" "I--pawn it?
You think I--I won't allow you to speak to me in that way.
I--" "Oh, cut that out, it won't wash here.

Now, listen! I've got to get that mantilla, see?
And I'm going to get it if I go through every pawn-shop in town with a fine-tooth comb.