"I do."
"Will you go back to Ireland?"
"I will."
"And never interfere in my affairs again?"
"I'll take me oath to that."
"Well, you'll have to stay here all night, for they won't let you out till you've been before the magistrates. There's no use in going on like that; here you'll have to stay, and when you come before the magistrates in the morning——"
"Sure, and I'll pretend to be soft," said Mr. Giveen.
"You needn't pretend at all," said Mr. French.
He left the cell and heard with a deep satisfaction the cell door close upon the prisoner; then he drove back to Badminton House with his companions.
Half an hour later, Mr. Dashwood drew him into the smoking-room, which was deserted.