STEVE'S response to Stella's call was prompt. He entered the library with heavy, firm step, a flush of triumph on his sleek handsome animal face.
"He has betrayed the Klan to you?" he asked with eagerness.
"Sit down," she responded coolly, an accent of resentment rising in her voice. Before I answer that important question, I've something I wish to ask you."
"Anything you like," he answered suavely.
"And I want the truth," she continued, with increasing emphasis.
"I'll give it to you if it's in my power."
"You haven't done it always," was the firm retort.
"You wish to know about the men on whom I rely to execute justice on John Graham?"
"Yes, who are they?"
"Members of the Klan from the hills—innocent men on whom he wreaked his vengeance in the most brutal and inhuman manner without a trial."
