first burst of fury at meeting you, when he comes on board, he is capable of some terrible vengeance, which nothing but perfect coolness on your part—perhaps not even that—will be able to avert. And I—I have brought this upon you!"
"Don't cry," said Peter. "You see, I'm perfectly calm. I don't mind it. If Alfred considers himself wronged by me—though, what I have ever done to give him any reason for revenging himself by personal violence, I must say I can't conceive"
She stopped him.
"Ah! you have given him cause enough!" she cried. "What is the use of taking that tone to me?"
"I want to see Alfred's point of view, that's all," said Peter. "What does he complain of?"
"What does he complain of? You ask me that, when—Peter," she broke off suddenly, "there is somebody round the corner listening to us—a woman, I'm sure of it. I heard the rustle of a dress. … Go and see if there is not!"
Go and see, and find himself face to face
