"That is it," he said, with a nod. "I shall ruin him!"
"Is there no escape?" she asked in a low voice.
"None," he replied, grimly. "I tell you that nothing can save him."
"Excepting one thing," she said in so low a voice that it sounded as if she were speaking to herself.
"Eh?" he said, as if he had not caught the words. "What is it you mean: what can save him, what is this one thing?"
His heavy brows came done, and he frowned at her.
She raised her eyes, cold and glittering like steel, and met his frown unflinchingly.
"The marriage of his son Stafford with your daughter," she said, slowly, calmly.
CHAPTER XX.
Mr. Falconer started and stared at her, his heavy face growing a dust-red, his eyes distended with amazement and anger.