"Then—why are you going to let him in?"
"To talk it over with him."
"But—but I don't know what he'll do. I don't know him, I tell you. What do I know about him—except that he's big and red? How do I know what might be hidden behind that fixed grin of his?"
"Well, we'll find out in a minute or two," said Desboro coolly.
"Jim! You must stand by me now!"
"I've done it so far, haven't I? You needn't worry."
"You won't let him take me back! He can't, can he?"
"Not if you refuse to go. But you won't refuse—if he's man enough to ask you to return."
"But—suppose he won't ask me to go back?"
"In that case I'll stand for what you've done. I'll marry you if he means to disgrace you. Now let's see what he does mean."