Nancy collapsed.
"And then?" she inquired faintly.
"Then I shall take you to Claridge's, and go round and see your father. I want to apologize to him."
Nancy shuddered.
"What do you think he'll say?"
Leslie took her two hands and drew her towards him.
"Dearest," he said, "your father and I are going to be great friends."
She looked up into his strong, kind face. Then she gave a little happy laugh.
"George," she said, "I'm glad you've got a chin like that. It makes me feel so safe."