“When I am sure of your co-operation, I will let you know my hopes.”
“He doubts my friendship,” said Rhoda sorrowfully.
“No; only your discretion.”
“I will be discreet.”
“Well, then, sooner or later, he is sure to form some improper connection or other; and then I hope you will aid me in persuading her to divorce him.”
“That is not so easy in this country. It is not like our Western States, where, the saying is, they give you five minutes at a railway station for di—vorce.”
“You forget she is a German Protestant and the marriage was in that country. It will be easy enough.”
“Very well; dismiss it from your mind. She will never come before the public in that way. Nothing you nor I could urge would induce her.”
Vizard replied, doggedly, “I will never despair, so long as she keeps him out of her house.”
Rhoda told Ina Klosking this, and said, “Now it is in your own hands. You have only to let your charming villain into your house, and Mr. Vizard will return to Islip.”