"One of them will kill, and the Stranglers will hang the other," he said briefly.
She looked up.
"I don't care for that!"
"In that event, you will not be present. Your job will be to duck out." He paused, then went on slowly: "Would you grieve at the demise of either—or all three?"
Her face hardened.
"But," he went on slowly, "the chances of it are very remote. If there is any killing, it will come later. Keith will be kept out of the way."
"And after?"
"You hint of an assignation. I will arrange for witnesses."
"Where does the money come in?" she demanded. Morrell floundered for a moment. He had lost sight of the money.
"It comes from certain parties who want Keith put out of the way," he said.