“Rothenstein, your career up to the present has been a striking illustration of what a mess an i***t can make of his affairs if he tries. If you suppose that merely because a woman is conscious you can get her to tell you what you want to know you display your ignorance. If you can help it don’t be an a*s!”
“Do you dare to say she will not tell you where those pearls are?”
“I do. You can go and tackle her if you like. You know the number of her room.”
“I will; I go to find out from her what a liar you are.”
“Go; the trip may do you good, especially if it is as fruitful of result as mine was.
Who is Cara Oudinoff, and who is Yashvin? Acquaintances of yours?”
“What do you mean? I know no one of that name.”
“Rothenstein, it is my turn to call you a liar. I hate to do it, but you are. Y
