Permit me to remind you, therefore, that neither you nor the world is to take it for granted that we are hoodwinking Mr.Thorpe.Have I made myself quite clear to you, Braden ?" The young man drew a deep breath.

His tense figure relaxed.

"I did not know there were such women in the world as you, Mrs.Tresslyn.There were heartless, soulless women among the Borgias and the Medicis, but they lived in an age of intrigue.

Their acts were mildly innocuous when compared with--" "I must ask you to remember that you are in my home, Braden," she interrupted, her eyes ablaze.
"Oh, I remember where I am, perfectly," he cried.

"It was in this very room that Anne promised to become my wife.