"Upon my word of honor there is no danger to a woman in the town."
"But some of the ruffians of Lord Nick—"
"If they dared to even raise their voices at you, they would hear from him in a manner that they would never forget."
"Then you don't wish to go?"
She was very pale now; and to Donnegan it was more terrible than the gun in the hand of Lord Nick. Even if she thought he was slighting her why should she take it so mortally to heart? For Donnegan, who saw all things, was blind to read the face of this girl.
"It doesn't really matter," she murmured and turned away.
A gentle motion, but it wrenched the heart of Donnegan. He was instantly before her.
"Wait here a moment. I'll be ready to go down immediately."
"No. I can't take you from your—work."
What work did she assign to him in her imagination? Endless planning of deviltry no doubt.