"Is it a fresh attack on my pocket?" asked Denzil, with resignation.
"No, but something that will grieve you far more. I have been trying for a long time to get it out of him, and now that I have succeeded I almost wish the thought had never occurred to me."
"Pray, pray don't keep me in suspense, Mrs. Wade."
"Northway did not make his discovery by chance. You were betrayed to him—by a seeming friend."
Denzil looked steadily at her.
"A friend?—He has deceived you. Only one acquaintance of mine knew."
"Mr. Glazzard. It was he who laid a plot for your downfall."
Quarrier moved impatiently.
"Mrs. Wade, you are being played upon by this scoundrel. There is no end to his contrivances."
"No, he has told me the truth," she pursued, with agitated voice. "Listen to the story, first of all."