Chapter IX

His eyes steadily compelling her eyes, it seemed hours to Janice before he spoke. Then he said evenly: “Met an acquaintance, Jan?” Paxton laughed. Anticipated the girl’s answer. “An acquaintance! I am the man she was to marry. Is to marry. Just who are you?” “Bruce Harcourt. Janice told you that she was already married to me. After that, your boast is an insult to her and to me.” Janice stepped between the two men as he took a step forward. His face was dark with color, his hands were thrust hard into his pockets. …