Get my horse, and let me go home." In spite of all persuasions to the contrary, she still said the same.
"Mrs.Buckley, I will go home and see if I can meet him alone.

All I ask of you is to keep Charles with you.

Don't let the father and son meet, in God's name." "But what can you do ?" urged Mrs.Buckley.
"Something, at all events.

Find out what he wants.

Buy him off, perhaps.