"Of wills, naturally, Cuckoo Bright's will against mine?"
"But what a strange idea—"
"You haven't answered my question."
"Because I don't see the force of it."
"Answer it nevertheless."
"Then Cuckoo would be beaten at once," Julian said. But there was no ring of conviction in his voice, and he fell at once into silence after he had spoken the words. Valentine saw by his frowning face and puckered forehead that the idea of such a battle had set in motion a train of thought in his mind.
"You are wondering, Julian," Valentine said.
Julian looked up.
"Who doesn't wonder in this beastly world?" he said morosely.
"I never do. I prefer to act. Drink some more champagne?"