"Are there any further questions you wish to ask me? Remember I go abroad forever next week. You will never see me again."
"I think I have asked you everything. By the why," Jennings balanced his hat between two forefingers, "I suppose your niece's complaint is incurable?"
"She thought so until lately. But she has consulted a specialist, who tells her she will walk again in a few months."
"Then I suppose since she has made money through Hale's gambling-house she will marry him out of gratitude."
"She will marry Mallow," said Mrs. Herne, closing her mouth firmly.
"Lord Caranby may object."
"His objections will be overcome," she replied, with a crafty smile.
"In what way? I am not curious, but—"
"I have my own opinion of that, Mr. Jennings."
"Well, I should like to know how the obstinate objections of a firm old man like Caranby are to be overcome."