“It will be interesting to see how you will rescue him.”
“By telling the truth to Albemarle.”
“He'll not believe it.”
“I shall prove it,” said Wilding quietly. Trenchard swung round upon him in mingled anger and alarm for him. “You shall not do it!” he snarled. “It is nothing short of treason to the Duke to get yourself laid by the heels at such a time as this.”
“I hope to avoid it,” answered Wilding confidently.
“Avoid it? How?”
“Not by staying longer here in talk. That will ruin all. Away with you, Trenchard!”
“By my soul, no!” answered Trenchard. “I'll not leave you. If I have got you into this, I'll help to get you out again, or stay in it with you.”
“Bethink you of Monmouth?” Wilding admonished him.
“Damn Monmouth!” was the vicious answer. “I am here, and here I stay.”