"I'm through with you. And you
get out of here!"
"I won't! I won't!" screamed the girl again and again. "Help!" And she
flung one arm about his neck and caught at the doorway.
But he tore her loose and dragged her bodily across the entrance hall.
"Out with you!" he exclaimed. "And don't ever let me see your face
again!"
"Bertie! Bertie!" she protested.
"I mean it!" he said. "Here Jack! Open the door for me."
"Bertie! No!" shrieked the girl; but then with a sudden effort he half
threw her out into the darkness. There was a brief altercation
outside, and then he sprang back, and flung to the heavy door, and
bolted it fast.
"Now, by God!" he said, "you'll stay out."
The girl beat and kicked frantically upon the door. But Bertie turned
his back and staggered away, reeling slightly. "That'll settle it, I
guess," he said, with a wild laugh.
And amidst a din of laughter and cheers from the others, he went back
to the dining room. One of the other women flung her arms about him
hilariously, and Jack Holliday raised a bottle of wine on high, and
shouted: "Off with the old love--on with the new!"
And so Bertie shut the door again, and the scene was hid from Samuel's
eyes.
CHAPTER XII
For a long while, Samuel stood motionless, hearing the swish of the
rain and the crashing of the thunder as an echo of the storm in his
own soul.
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