“Never!” he said, in a low voice.
“You would not wish to have her out?”—incredulously.
“Never! If Polly were here, I might be taken from her in a week—sent to a dungeon, leaving her unprotected.”
“I see! Nay, that would not do. Polly and you must wait a while longer. But you will know now that she is waiting too.”
“It might be better for her—not——” Denham broke off.
“Your head is not often like this, I hope,” Jack said, in a concerned tone.
“Not much respite lately.”
“Have you had medical advice? Can nothing be done?”
“One infallible remedy—if it might be had.”
“And that is?”