“But surely the law might be resorted to in such—”
“The law!” said Mrs. Fremby scornfully. “They’ve got the law on their side; but what I wanted was justice—for Judith, I thought I’d steal the child, and force them to do something for Judith.”
“But the risk!” cried Mr. Donalds. “Did you realize the risk you—”
“I don’t care about risks,” said Mrs. Fremby calmly. “Nobody would dare to do anything to me!”
Mr. Donalds knew well how absurd this statement was, yet he was impressed. The dauntlessness of this little woman!
“Judith knows nothing about it,” she continued; “and I don’t intend her to know until the thing’s done.”
“Madam! Mrs. Fremby! You don’t mean that you propose to do this again?”
“Certainly I do.”
“No!” he protested. “That must not be! You don’t realize—”
“Yes, I do,” she interrupted. “It’s the only way; and this afternoon I saw that you—even a man like you—you were willing to make all sorts of concessions. Oh, I do wish!” she exclaimed. “I do wish you had been the right one!”