Vane put on his hat and prepared a cigarette. "Don't overdo it," he advised at the door. "And remember that two heads are better than one."
"Quite so. That is why I intend to see Gwen. All the same, I'm afraid."
"Nonsense! Use that very eloquent tongue of yours and show her that the devil is not so black as he is painted. Miss Evans, being very much a woman, may cut up rough at the outset, but when----"
"When what?"
"When she knows that you are in danger of arrest she will stand by you through thick and thin."
"I have my doubts," said Hench dolefully.
"I haven't. Women are contrary animals. As her prosperous cousin she may hate you. As an innocent man, in danger of being hanged, she will love you."
"May you be a true prophet," said Hench fervently, and Vane went away laughing.