Ruth's voice was quiet, but a faint colour had crept into her face and
her eyes were blazing.

"Now perhaps you would care to hear what I think of his principles. How
do you feel that he comes out of this business? Does he show to
advantage? Isn't there just a suspicion of underhandedness about his
behaviour?"

"No."

"No? He lets you pay these secret visits----"

Ruth interrupted.

"There was nothing secret about them--to him. Aunt Lora brought me to
the studio in the first place, and she kept on bringing me. I don't
suppose it ever occurred to Kirk to wonder who I was and who my father
might be. He has been perfectly straight. If you like to say I have
been underhanded, I admit it. I have. More so than you imagine. I just
wanted him, and I didn't care for anything except that."

"It did not strike you that you owed anything to me, for instance?"

"No."

"I should have thought that, as your father, I had certain claims."

Ruth was silent.