"You can perfectly prevent me. Understand that well," he said.
She seemed to face a threat in it. "You mean you won't give up if I don't consent?"
"Yes. I do nothing."
"That, as I understand, is accepting."
Densher paused. "I do nothing formal."
"You won't, I suppose you mean, touch the money."
"I won't touch the money."
It had a sound—though he had been coming to it—that made for gravity. "Who then in such an event will?"
"Any one who wants or who can."
Again a little she said nothing: she might say too much. But by the time she spoke he had covered ground. "How can I touch it but through you?"