So I'll work this plan alone, if you please.

And I'll win, Di; I'll win as sure as fate--if you'll help me." "You ask me to help you and remain in the dark ?" "Yes; it's better so.

Write me a note to Cerise and tell her to place the house and herself unreservedly at my disposal." She stared at him fixedly, and he returned the look with an evil smile.
So they sat in silence a moment.

Then slowly she arose and moved to her escritoire, drawing a sheet of paper toward her and beginning to write.
"Is there a telephone at the place ?" enquired Mershone abruptly.
"Yes." "Then telephone Cerise after I'm gone.

That will make it doubly sure.
And give me the number, too, so I can jot it down.