“Sir, I do what I am bid—at present little enough—if a chance came I should pray to be worthy of it—I would give my life for the cause.”
“What cause?” demanded Mr. Wedderburn. “The invasion of England and the assassination of the King?”
“The King?” she echoed, amazed.
“King William—”
“Ah—the Prince!” cried Delia. “Do they, sir, call him King at St. Germains?”
Mr. Wedderburn looked vexed: “King de facto he is, Miss Delia—even when you acknowledge James King de jure!”
Delia smiled.
“We make no count of these lawyer’s terms, sir—”
“Nor of the law, I think,” he answered. “’Tis my profession.”
“You are a lawyer, sir?”