And it's got to stop." He spoke with blunt force; his hands were suddenly locked upon each other in a hard grip.
Knight lifted his shoulders; his smile had become whimsical.

He had drawn the fellow at last.

"I thought you'd seen something," he remarked, "by your way.

But who could help making love to a girl with a face like that?
It would take a heart of stone to resist it.

Why, even you"-- and his look challenged Rufus with careless derision--"even you have fallen to that temptation before now, or I'm much mistaken.