“Couldn’t have gone better, thanks to you.”
“By gorm, I’m glad,” he exclaimed with a sigh of relief. “The ice was so thin I was afraid we should be through.”
“It will bear every one except Kalkov, and it’ll put his light out. You may gamble on that.”
“It was a big risk to carry,” he said, thinking of himself.
I smiled.
“You should have had half an hour of ours,” I suggested.
“Yes, I know,” he answered with a quaint smile. “But one’s official responsibilities make such a difference, Denver.”
“True, but even unofficially one can have a sort of sneaking regard for one’s life and liberty.”
“I shall never forget your help, Mr. Marvyn,” said Helga, sweetly, as she gave him her hand.
“I would take the risk again for such a smile, Mrs. Denver.”