Mr. Densmore muttered something under his breath.
"My dear Miss Blanche," said Mr. Bundercombe, moving toward the door, "I
will not ask you to stay, as our interview is scarcely, perhaps, a
pleasant one. I simply wished you to show yourself so that Mr. Harding and
his friend might understand how useless certain denials on their part
would be. My servant will now place you in a taxi; and if you will do me
the honor of calling here at eleven o'clock tomorrow morning I think I can
promise you a satisfactory termination to this little affair."
The girl patted him on the shoulder.
"That's all right, Bundy!" she declared. "I hope you'll take me out to
lunch again! As for him," she added, her eyebrows coming together and
looking toward Harding, "perhaps he'll understand now how well it pays to
be a liar!"
She turned round and left the room amid a stricken silence. Mr.
Bundercombe came back to his place.
"Gentlemen," he said, "I will be brief with you. It has given me the
utmost pleasure to arrange this little meeting on behalf of my friend, Mr.
Stanley. In the room on the other side of the passage is waiting my
lawyer, who will draw up a renewal of your partnership deed with Mr.
Stanley upon terms that we can discuss amicably.
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