"I am sorry," he said, coolly dusting his clothes, "to have been
obliged to change the scene of this discussion so roughly, but you
will observe that you can speak more freely HERE, and that any
altercation WE may have in this room will be less likely to attract
comment."
"Assassin!" said Don Caesar chokingly, as he struggled to his feet.
"Thank you. Relieve your feelings as much as you like here; in
fact, if you would speak a little louder you would oblige me. The
guests are beginning to be awake," continued Paul, with a wicked
smile, indicating the noise of an opening door and footsteps in the
passage, "and are now able to locate without difficulty the scene
of the disturbance."
Briones apparently understood his meaning and the success of his
stratagem. "You think you have saved HER from disgrace," he said,
with a livid smile, in a lower tone and a desperate attempt to
imitate Paul's coolness. "For the present--ah--yees! perhaps in
this hotel and this evening. But you have not stop my mouth for--
a--to-morrow--and the whole world, Mr. Hathaway."
"Well," said Paul, looking at him critically, "I don't know about
that. Of course, there's the equal chance that you may kill me--
but that's a question for to-morrow, too.
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