“Yes, I am going to do more than ‘impress’: I am going to convince her.”
“When?” she asked.
“To-morrow morning, I hope,” was the reply. “I believe I shall have my millions again.”
“If you do,” she said slowly, “do you not think that you ought to run no more risks—for her sake?”
“That is just what I mean to do, Lady Lawless. I’ll settle millions where they ought to be settled, drop Wall Street, and—go into training.”
“Into training?” she asked.
“Yes, for a house on the Hudson, a villa at Cannes, a residence in Grosvenor Square, and a place in Devonshire—or somewhere else. Then,” he added, with a twinkle in his eye, “I shall need a good deal of time to cultivate accent.”
“Don’t!” she said. “You are much more charming as you are.”
They passed into the drawing-room.
“Are these things to be told?” she asked, with a little suggestion in her voice.