She turned paler. "But I know what men look like; there is a sympathy between us; he is no fanatic."
"There are powers behind and beneath him of which he knows little, which he cannot control, but which he has invoked."
"Can you do nothing?"
"I cannot arrest him; he is too popular, and besides he has broken no law. He will go on. In a fortnight are the elections; he will be returned in spite of my precautions; then the trouble will begin." He paused, and then speaking as if to himself continued: "If we could learn what he means to do, perhaps we might defeat it."
"Can I not help you?" she asked quickly. "I know him; I think he likes me. He might whisper to me what he would not tell to others." She thought of many victories in the past.
"My darling," said Molara, "why should you spoil your life by mixing in the darker side of politics? I would not ask you."
"But I want to. I will try if it would help you."
"It might do much more."
"Very well, I will find out for you; in a fortnight you shall know. He must come to the State Ball; I will meet him there."
"I am loth to let you talk to such a man, but I know your wit, and the need is great. But will he come?"