"You'll have it in time, but I won't come to it," Nick went on.
"You can't come less than you do."
"When I say you'll have it I mean you've already got it. That's why I don't come."
"I don't think you know what you mean," said Mrs. Dallow. "I've an idea that's as good as any of yours, any of those you've treated me to this evening, it seems to me—the simple idea that one ought to do something or other for one's country."
"'Something or other' certainly covers all the ground. There's one thing one can always do for one's country, which is not to be afraid."
"Afraid of what?"
Nick Dormer waited a little, as if his idea amused him, but he presently said, "I'll tell you another time. It's very well to talk so glibly of standing," he added; "but it isn't absolutely foreign to the question that I haven't got the cash."
"What did you do before?" she asked.
"The first time my father paid."
"And the other time?"