“Yes, but it is altogether dangerous for you, and for us not at all,” Eustacie pointed out. “Besides, I do not see that it is fair that you should keep the whole adventure to yourself.”
“Damme, it’s my adventure, isn’t it?”
“It is not your adventure. It is mine too, and also it is Sarah’s, and she will not help us any more if you do not share it with her.”
“Oh, very well!” said Ludovic. “Not that I believe in this precious scheme of yours, mind you! Ten to one the Beau will suspect something. You can’t hunt for the catch to the panel under his very nose.”
“ Entendu, but I have provided. I shall desire to speak with Basil alone, and he will like that, and permit it.”
Ludovic eyed her somewhat narrowly. “He will, will he?”
“Yes, because he has said that he would like to marry me.”
Ludovic sat up. “I won’t have you going up to the Dower House to let that fellow make love to you, so don’t think it!”
“Not that, stupid! I shall ask for his advice, and he will not make love to me, because Sarah will be there.”
“She won’t. She’ll be hunting for the panel.”