In an instant he had whirled about and the door was closed with a bang.
She started forward, her hand pressed to her quick-beating heart, real fear in her eyes.

What was in his mind?
Was this insanity?
She had read of men driven mad by disappointment who brutally set upon and killed--But he was facing her now, and she stopped short.

His jaw was set but there was no insane light in the eyes that regarded her so steadily.

Somehow--and suddenly--her composure was restored.

She was not afraid of him.