with her rage.

"Oh, God! Oh, God!... Oh, God, help me!"




CHAPTER XI

THE BANGED DOOR


When Julia had left the Kerrs' flat and was turning out of the
building into the windy street, she met Desmond Rokeby about to enter.
Her handsome face was grim beneath her veil and her eyes snapped. As
she pulled up short and stood in Rokeby's path, she expressed to him
the idea of a very determined obstacle.

"How nice to meet you!" he cried goodhumouredly.

"I'm glad I've met you," she replied.

Rokeby surveyed her quizzically. "What an admission," he said, "from
an arch-enemy! You _are_ the enemy of us all, aren't you? Is
there anything I can do for you?"

"Where were you going?" Julia countered.

"To No. 30."