“Diana,” she cried at last, “what am I to do?”
“Do?” echoed Diana. “Is it not plain? Warn Mr. Wilding.”
“But Richard?”
“Mr. Wilding saved Richard's life...”
“I know. I know. My duty is to warn him.”
“Then why hesitate?”
“My duty is also to keep faith with Richard, to think of those poor misguided folk who are to be saved by this,” cried Ruth in an agony. “If Mr. Wilding is warned, they will all be ruined.”
Diana stamped her foot impatiently. “Had I thought to find you in this mind, I had warned him myself,” said she.
“Ah! Why did you not?”
“That the chance of doing so might be yours. That you might thus repay him the debt in which you stand.”