Then suddenly he clapped a hand on Horton's knee.
"Why, man alive,—Nora Burke—the Irish nurse who provides the necessary testimony—Moira's nurse, d'ye mind, when she was a baby, who saw the Duc's child die—now do ye remember——?"
Horton ran his fingers over his hair thoughtfully and bent his head again.
"Nora Burke—Moira's nurse—who saw the Duc's child die," he repeated parrot-like, "and the Duc—de Vautrin——" he muttered and paused.
"Thinks his child by this early marriage is still alive——" said Quinlevin, regarding him dubiously.
"Yes, yes," said Horton eagerly. "It's coming back to me now. And de Vautrin's money——"
"He'll pay through the nose to keep the thing quiet—unless——"
Barry Quinlevin paused.
"Unless—what?"
There was a moment of silence in which the visitor frowned out of the window.