"I cannot thank you," answered Susannah, "nor say what I should."
He glanced up.
"No. You think of this duel to-morrow."
She pressed her hand to her quivering mouth.
"You are right to speak so to me."
"No—no, forgive me—forgive me!"
Susannah did not seem to hear.
"Where do they meet?"
"The Park—as soon as it is light." He jerked the words out awkwardly. "My lord was engaged all yesterday."