"Why not make him trust you?"
"Against his will?"
Jasper held both her hands in his.
"Nance, I shall have news for you to-morrow, news that should sweep all these deceits aside. I shall come and talk to your father—as I promised. And you will help me to make him see the uselessness of further plotting with the French."
Nance's hands tightened on his. She understood what his words portended.
"You mean——"
"Nothing as yet. I may have good news."
"Then there is danger."
"Don't let the thought of that trouble you."
She looked him steadily in the eyes, compelling them to acknowledge the truth.