"Do you? I thought he was a friend of yours?"
"Oh--" George shrugged his shoulders--"I saved his life, but that does not constitute friendship."
"I would fight a man who saved my life," said Derrington, grimly.
"Well, sir, I don't think Bawdsey is worthy of your confidence."
"I know he isn't. But you see I can't help myself."
George looked up quickly. "Blackmail?"
"Something of that sort. I intend to trust my own flesh and blood--that is, I intend to tell you all I know connected with the Jersey case, and ask you to help me to get the better of Bawdsey."
"I shall do my best, sir."
"Willingly?"
"Assuredly, sir."