"Give me an order on Dordess for the bonds—if it is Dordess who has them, and give me your word that you will lead an honest life hereafter." He was smiling.
Corinna blazed up afresh. "Never!" she cried. "I'd die rather!"
"You must do it!"
"Why must I?"
"Because you're going to marry me, and naturally I want an honest woman to wife."
Corinna laughed a peal. "I'd die rather! And you know it now!"
Indeed in his heart he was not at all sure but that her Satanic pride might break her before she would give in, but he bluffed it out.
"Come on!" he said. "There's no time to lose. I have sent for the police though you make out not to believe it. I see you've been writing on the table. Sit down and write me an order for the bonds."
"Break up our organisation on your say-so? Never!"
"If you don't the police will. Come now, whatever happens you can't go on using those infatuated boys to further your own ends. That's low, Corinna; that's like offering a starving man husks."