You must fight, man, or your enemies may bring about your arrest, in spite of all I can do." Mallow dropped into his seat, flushed and angry.
"I have no enemies," he muttered, trying to collect his wits.
"Yes, you have, and of the worst kind.

Two women are against you." "Two women?
Mrs.Octagon, I know, hates me as Caranby's nephew and because she wants to handle this money.

But the other ?" "Maraquito Gredos." "Bosh! She loves me.

I am sure she has worried me enough." "Of course she loves," said Jennings satirically.

"She loves you so deeply that she would see you on the scaffold rather than let you marry Miss Saxon.