"Thank heaven that we're coming to see light and a way out!"
"Aye, Henry."
The big man wiped his forehead and sighed in his relief.
"A minute ago I was ready—but we'll forget all this. What will you do? How will you persuade Nelly? I almost think that you intend to make love to her, Garry!"
The little man turned paler still.
"It is exactly what I intend," he said quietly.
The brow of Lord Nick darkened solemnly, and then he forced a laugh.
"She'll be afraid to turn me down, Garry. But try your own way." He bit his lips. "Why, if you influence her that way—do it. What's a fickle jade to me? Nothing!"
"However I do it, you'll stick by her judgment, Henry?"
The perspiration had started on Lord Nick's forehead again. Doubt swayed him, but pride forced him on.