"By God, I'll bring you safe out of it," I cried.
"But how, how? Simon, I fear that he has——"
"The Duke?"
"No, the—the other—M. de Perrencourt; he has set his heart on—on what he told me."
"A man may set his heart on a thing and yet not win it," said I grimly.
"Yes, a man—yes, Simon, I know; a man may——"
"Ay, and even a——"
"Hush, hush! If you were overheard—your life wouldn't be safe if you were overheard."
"What do I care?"