"What could I say?"
"Something to break it off."
In spite of himself, he laughed outright.
"Would you advise threats or bribery, Miss Gannion? I really can't imagine any argument that would lead Lorimer to give up Miss Dane of his own accord."
"Couldn't you put it to him strongly that he has no moral right to hold her to her promise?"
"I could; but he would probably put it to me just as strongly that I have no moral right to interfere in his concerns."
Miss Gannion sat up straight, bracing her elbows against the sides of her chair.
"Mr. Thayer, have you any idea that Mr. Lorimer will ever give up drinking, drinking more than is good for him?"
"I have not."
"Have you any idea that Beatrix, if she marries him, can escape years of anxiety and wretchedness?"