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Graham welcomed the interruption. He
had been vaguely uneasy with his father since that day in his office
when Clayton had found him on Anna Klein's desk. Clayton had tried
to restore the old friendliness of their relation, but the boy had
only half-heartedly met his advances. Now and then he himself made
an overture, but it was the almost timid advance of a puppy that
has been beaten. It left Clayton discouraged and alarmed, set him
to going back over the past for any severity on his part to justify
it. Now and then he wondered if, in Graham's frequent closetings
with Natalie, she did not covertly undermine his influence with the
boy, to increase her own.
But if she did, why? What was going on behind the impassive, lovely
mask that was her face.
Dunbar was abrupt, as usual.
"I've brought you some news, Mr. Spencer," he said. He looked oddly
vital and alive in the subdued and quiet room. "They've shown their
hand at last. But maybe you've heard it."
"I've heard nothing new.


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