It was Dale, Ben--Dale came to our place and attacked me.

I felt him carrying me--taking me somewhere.

This--this place----" "Is Maison's rooms," Ben told her.

In his eyes was a new passion; he knelt beside the bed and stroked the girl's hair.
"Dale, you said--Dale.

Dale hurt you?
How ?" She told him, and he got up, a cold smile on his face.
"You feel better now, eh?
You can be alone for a few minutes?
I'll send someone to you." He paid no attention to her objections, to her plea that she was afraid to be alone.