But I desire that you will never again allude to this subject, and that you will keep in mind that I do not intend to discuss it with you." He laid down the _Imitation_ and moved towards his own room.
With a sudden movement she flung herself upon her knees before him and caught his arm.

The attitude suggested an amateur.
"Which drew the short lighter ?" she gasped, her small upturned face white and convulsed.
"You will know in five months' time," he said.

Then he extricated himself from her trembling clasp and left the room, closing the door quietly behind him..