“Go on,” says Franz coolly; “now?”
“Do you know the proposition that woman has just made me?” asks Leslie abruptly.
“‘Twon’t be good for her, if she has made ye a proposition I don’t know on,” says Franz grimly, and tightening his clutch upon Mamma’s arm. “An’ fer fear of any hocus-pocus, suppose you jest go over it fer my benefit.”
“She has told me that you can, if you will, restore Daisy Warburton to her home.”
“No? has she?”
“That you, and you only, know where to look for the child.”
“Umph!”
“And that you will restore the child only on one condition.”
“And wot’s that?”
“That I consent to marry you.”