“What don’t I dare do?”
“Anything, I guess; but I don’t see how I can do anything for you now.”
“I won’t wait, and that is all there is about it. I must have the money to-morrow. If you can’t do it one way, you must another.”
“What can I do?”
“I’ll contrive a plan for you.”
“What?”
“Go to your husband’s purse and get the money for me.”
“I can’t do it, for if he should find me out it would ruin all my plans. You know I have twice taken money for you, and if he should miss it again, he would investigate until every one in the house was brought before him. He is more cunning than you can imagine.”
“Then drug him, and I’ll do the work if you will find a way for me to get in.”