Chayne on the other hand knew that hardly at any time could Hine have stood in greater peril.

To Chamonix he must go; and to Chamonix he must take Sylvia too.

For by the time when he could reach Chamonix, he might already be too late.

There might be publicity, inquiries, and for Garratt Skinner ruin, and worse than ruin.

Would Sylvia let her lover share the dishonor of her name?
He knew very surely she would not.
Therefore he would have the marriage.
"By the way," he said, as he draped her cloak about her shoulders.