“You will not?”
“No—nor see it done.”
“You cannot help it.”
“Mr. Porter, I can endeavor to help it.”
“That means—traitor!”
“Your insult is powerless.”
“Mr. Caryl—you are a coward.”
Here Berwick, who, like every one, had been listening intently to the sharp exchange of words, interposed; “I don’t think you quite understand, Caryl—la! It has been tried before, ain’t it?”
Jerome Caryl turned to the Duke.
“I think you do not understand,” he said calmly.