"Nothing's going to happen to her—if I can find her before the police do."
"You don't mean you'd help her get away, Bel?"
"If it takes every dollar I've got in the world. Do you realize what it means if she's caught and put on trial—either for murder or attempted murder, as it turns out—in a case that's going to get the publicity this is bound to? Do you imagine it will be possible then to keep your name out of it? She's bound to tell her story in self-defense; and inasmuch as she's good-looking enough to be acquitted on one pretext or another, in all probability, the chances are in another six months she'll be starring in a film based on a re-hash of this pretty little affair."
"Then you will help me? I can count on you, Bel?"
"Help you?"
"Help get her away."
Bellamy started excitedly. "Mean to say you know where Nelly is?"
"She's here, Bel. She came straight to me, half-mad with anxiety on your account. It seems she's grateful to you for kindness——"
"And you didn't throw her out?" Bel interrupted, staring.
"She made me understand.... And she was so bewildered, so terrified.... I couldn't blame her, Bel; and I couldn't have put her out in any event."