"Yes. You are treating me very well," she gasped. "When shall I see
you?"
"To-morrow evening. I must talk the matter over with Braddock. To-morrow
I shall arrange what to do, and probably I shall give you a chance of
leading a new life in some other part of the world. What do you say?"
"I accept. Indeed, there is nothing else left for me to do."
"That is an ungrateful speech," said Random severely.
"I daresay. However, we can talk of gratitude to-morrow. Meanwhile,
please leave me."
Sir Frank went to the door and there paused.
"Remember," he said distinctly, "that your cottage is being watched. Try
to escape and I shall have you arrested."
Mrs. Jasher groaned and buried her face in the sofa cushion.