"—But if some present benefit was to come to his creditors I should consider it right to do it, not otherwise."
"Suppose you go across, and see him, and talk it over with him, Mr. Pixley?" said Hennie Penny.
"I suppose that's the only thing to be done," groaned Charles. "How do you get there?"
"The Courier would call here by arrangement—up at the Eperquerie," said Graeme. "She can't come in, of course. It means lying out in a small boat and waiting for her. What do you say to us all going? In fact, unless we do, how are we going to explain Charles's going to Mrs. Pixley?"
Charles nodded.
"You could go and see him and we could talk it over again afterwards. I'm inclined to think that he won't accept, you know."
"I don't believe he will, and it'll be a bit hard to refuse him any help, if he really is on his beam ends."
"He wouldn't have written to you if he could have done without, you may count upon that."
"Is he as safe there as he seems to think?" asked Charles.
"Yes, I think so. Safer probably than in Cherbourg. It's an out-of-the-way place, from all accounts."