The Baron did not answer, but shrugged his shoulders expressively.
“Your motive is quite clear. You have no hope that he will be found guilty, but you think that by this means you will discredit him. Baron, your conduct is in keeping with your other actions in the Congo. It is a knavish trick,” the Earl cried contemptuously.
“It is unwise to insult me, whose only wish is to be your friend. We will not discuss the ethics of the matter, but I will hint that these proceedings may be still stopped by a simple promise.”
“I understand. You wish me to tell Gaunt that if he will shut up, you are willing to drop l’affaire Marillier.”
“Precisely, and I am sure that you will appreciate which way Gaunt’s interests lie. There is also his wife, Lady Mildred, to be considered. You are her brother, and surely you have the right to speak forcibly. If you succeed, not only will you be doing me a favor but——”
“I have not the slightest wish to do you a favor,” the Earl cried contemptuously.
“It matters not, so long as you bring about the desired end. I was about to say that you will also be pleasing Sir Keith Hamilton. Perhaps this fact will appeal to you,” the Baron said drily.
“Do you say that you have actually given the lawyer instructions to apply for a warrant?” the Earl demanded abruptly.
“Yes. A few hours ago.”
“Then there is no time to be lost. I presume that you have the power of stopping the proceedings if Gaunt submits to what you want?”