"Gyáli?"
"The same, my dear. He too thought that one must use a good friend's shoulders to elevate himself."
Madam Bálnokházy bit her pretty lips until blood came.
"Can you not help Lorand further?" she inquired, turning suddenly to her husband.
"Why, that is just what I am racking my brain to do."
"Will you save him?"
"That I cannot do, but I shall allow him to escape."
"Surely there is no other choice, than either to let himself be arrested, or to escape secretly."
"But in this matter we have made no agreement. It was not this you promised me."