He did not have to wait long.

The door soon opened and Shirley came out slowly.

She had her hat on and was drawing on her gloves, for through her window she had caught a glimpse of the cab standing at the curb.

She started on seeing Ryder standing there motionless, and she would have retreated had he not intercepted her.
"I wish to speak to you Miss--Rossmore," he began.
"I have nothing to say," answered Shirley frigidly.
"Why did you do this ?" he asked, holding out the cheque.
"Because I do not want your money," she replied with hauteur.
"It was yours--you earned it," he said.
"No, I came here hoping to influence you to help my father.

The work I did was part of the plan.