“You knew I wouldn’t!”
“Sometimes your kind come to their senses—too late. I just thought I would sound you again before the case came to trial.”
“And save your money for counsel fees?” Brainard inquired suavely.
“Oh, that doesn’t trouble me,” Hollinger replied lightly. “You guessed that I was putting up the money? How clever of you!”
“But I can’t yet bring myself to believe that you mean to share with that woman in the profits of her perjury, if she succeeds.”
Hollinger smoked a few moments before replying.
“I don’t mind telling you that I have no intention of taking a cent from Miss Walters, or Mrs. Krutzmacht, as I suppose we ought to call the lady.”
“Then why do you go to all this trouble?”
“For various reasons, my dear young man. For the amusement I find in it for one thing. Can you understand that?”
“With some difficulty.”