“Now, how can I serve you, Katherine?”
There were rings about her eyes, but excitement gave her colour.
“You know that to-morrow is father’s trial?”
“Yes. You must have a hard, hard fight before you.”
“Perhaps not so hard as you may think.” She tried to keep her tugging excitement in leash.
“I hope not,” said he.
“I think it may prove easy—if you will help me.”
“Help you?”
“Yes. I have come to ask you that again.”
“Well—you see—as I told you——”