“She’ll not be able to do that. Lord Manton would stop the police.”
“She’ll come without them, then. That sort of a young lady would do anything.”
“If she does,” said Dr. O’Grady, “the Field Marshal will shut her up too. He won’t do her any harm, and I’ll be delighted to have her here.”
“You want her here along with you?”
“I’d be glad to have her, of course. Don’t you know that she and I are engaged to be married?”
“Well, aren’t you the queer man? Anybody’d think you were trying to hide yourself from her for fear she’d marry you against your will.”
“Is that one of the lies you and Jimmy O’Loughlin have been telling Miss Blow?”
“It is not, of course.”
“Well, don’t let me catch you saying anything of the sort, or it’ll be the worse for you. Now, leave me in peace till I write the notes.”
“I’m not going with them,” said Patsy; “so you needn’t trouble yourself to be writing.”