She looked at him questioningly.
"The disposal of the money, of course," he said.
"The disposal of it? But that has nothing to do with me!" she declared.
"I refuse to touch it—to have anything to do with it."
He shook his head.
"You see," he explained, "I have placed it, or rather my solicitors have, in trust. Actually you may decline, as you are doing, to have anything to do with it—legally you cannot avoid your responsibilities. That money cannot be touched without your signature."
She laughed a little indignantly.
"Then you had better withdraw it from trust, or whatever you call it, at once. If it was there until I was eighty I should never touch it."
"I understand that perfectly," Lord Arranmore said. "You have refused it. Very well! What are we going to do with it?"
"Put it back where it came from, of course," she answered.
"Well," he said, "by signing several papers that might be managed. In that case I should distribute it amongst the various public-houses in the East End to provide drinks for the thirstiest of their customers."