She watched them idly, already a little shrivelled and tarnished with their endless struggle for life.
"I do not wish to be melodramatic," she said, slowly, "but you are forcing me into a corner.

You know that I am rich.

You know the people with whom I have influence.

I want to purchase Lawrence Mannering's immunity from your schemes.

Can you name no price which I could pay?
You and I know one another fairly well.