"Anything, except give you up!"
"Remember the White Cat!" she said. "Would you do what she asked the Prince to do?"
"What do you mean?"
She spoke deliberately. "Conceive, if you can, our being beaten in the end. Conceive that Edna might marry the doctor—and then think of me!"
"I'll prevent that!" I said, through my teeth.
"You may not be able to prevent it, except in one way."
I understood. "If I ever believe that that is the only way to prevent it—I promise to help you."
"I may be able to do it alone; of course I shall try. But if I haven't the means, the opportunity, you must promise to help me find them."
"I promise!" I repeated.
She tossed her head back with her old gesture.