Chapter 28

“I absolutely forbid it.” For sole answer Barnett snapped his fingers in the other’s face and pushed past him into the house. No one dared bar his way. Béchoux, his heart full of misgivings, watched him ascend the first flight of stairs and vanish out of sight. It must have taken Barnett only a little while to get started with his teacher, for in ten minutes’ time wobbly scales on the flute began floating down from the top floor. Mademoiselle Haveline’s pupil was on the job! “The scoundrel!” cried Béchoux, his anxi…