“I can not tell.”
“Is there nothing else?”
“Certainly the first thing for you to do is to see a lawyer.”
“But how can I?”
“I can find one.”
“But will you?”
“Of course. I shall be most happy. Only answer me this: If a lawyer takes up your case, shall you be willing to live here, or shall you insist on leaving?”
“I should prefer leaving,” said Edith; “but at the same time, if a lawyer has my case, and I can feel that something is being done, I can be content here, at least for a time, until I hear from Sir Lionel—or Miss Plympton.”
“Well, then, for the present at least, you give up the idea of fighting your way out?”
“Yes—I suppose so.”