"No."
"Will you wait three days?"
"I shall start to-morrow," replied Cicely.
"Read this, then." He took a letter from his pocket and held it towards
her, his name, "Paul Tennant, Esq.," clearly visible on the envelope in
the light of the flame.
But at the same instant Eve bent forward; she grasped his arm, drawing
his hand back.
"Don't _you_ interfere," he said, freeing himself.