"They couldn't suspect—No, that wouldn't be possible!"
"Suspect what?"
"That my enmity to the B. & I.," he went on, in a low tone, "is beginning to take definite shape."
"Just what do you mean by that?" she asked.
"I have just the glimmerings of a scheme," he told her. "It will be something entirely unexpected, and it will mean a certain amount of risk."
"Don't forget that you have promised to let me help," she reminded him.
"If I strike," he said, "it will be at the directors. Your husband will suffer with the rest."
"That would not affect my attitude in the least," she assured him. "As I think you must have gathered, there is no manner of sympathy between my husband and myself."
"I am glad to hear you say so," he declared bluntly. "If there had been, I should have felt it my duty to advise you to use all your influence to get him to resign from the Board."
"As bad as that?"