A faint and half-suppressed sigh escaped him as he uttered this.
"What of this boy?"
"This boy has a companion called Harry Girdwood."
"Well."
"Well, these two boys are to be trapped, if it be gone about carefully—very carefully, mark you."
"That can be done, of course."
"It can—by you."
Diana stared again at this.
"By me?"
"Yes."