"Not a bit. It is to save him."
"I should not dare."
"Oh, yes, you would. Harold will help. Besides, what other plan have
you?"
"I have none."
"Then you must take mine."
"Yes. Perhaps you are right. Well, we do it for a good motive."
"You will do it?"
"I do not see any other way."
"You dear good Clara! Now I will show you what you are to do. We must
not begin too suddenly. It might excite suspicion."
"What would you do, then?"
"To-morrow we must go to Mrs. Westmacott, and sit at her feet and learn
all her views."
"What hypocrites we shall feel!"
"We shall be her newest and most enthusiastic converts. Oh, it will be
such fun, Clara! Then we shall make our plans and send for what we want,
and begin our new life."
"I do hope that we shall not have to keep it up long. It seems so cruel
to dear papa."
"Cruel! To save him!"
"I wish I was sure that we were doing right. And yet what else can
we do? Well, then, Ida, the die is cast, and we will call upon Mrs.
Westmacott tomorrow."