It rests with you that we meet again, for my sake, for your own sake, for your sister's sake.

I cannot lose you for a mere quibble." There was a genuine alarm in Justine Delande's voice as she started up, crying out, "You come to us to-day ?" "Precisely!" gravely said Major Hawke, as he tried a long shot.
"Both Captain Anstruther and myself have the gravest secret duties in connection with Hugh Johnstone's future.

He soon may be Sir Hugh, you know.

And I dare not divulge to him my own delicate functions in this matter.

Now you understand me at last," said Hawke, warmly pressing Justine Delande's hand.