"Your name stands for more."
"And Mr. Tanqueray's? Does it not stand?"
He hesitated.
She insisted. "If mine does."
"I am corrupt," said Brodrick, "and mercenary and brutal."
"I wish you weren't," said she, so earnestly that he laughed.
"My dear Miss Holland, we cannot blink the fact that you have a name and he hasn't."
"Or that my name sells and his doesn't. Is that it?"
"Not altogether. If I couldn't get you I'd try to get him."
"Would you? How do you know that you're going to get me?"