Diamonds! Diamonds! Diamonds! I've heard nothing all my life but that.

As a child it was dinned into me, and now I am sick and weary of it all.

I know--I _know_ something has happened to him now.

I hate them! I hate them!" She stopped, glared at him with scornful eyes for an instant, then ran up the stairs again.

Mr.Wynne touched a button in the wall, and the maid appeared.
"Go lock the back door, and bring me the key," he commanded.
The maid went away, and a moment later returned to hand him the key.
He still stood in the hall, waiting.
After a little there came a rush of skirts, and Miss Kellner ran down the steps, dressed for the street.
"Doris," he pleaded, "you must not go out now.