He fulfilled his part of the bargain.

I must fulfil mine.

I was nothing but his bailiff's daughter, remember; a bailiff who had robbed him--for whose escape from penal servitude I paid the price." "Great Heavens!" said Nap.
She turned to him quickly, with an impulsiveness that was almost girlish.
"I have never told anyone else," she said.

"I tell you because I know you are my friend and because I want you to understand.

We will never--please--speak of it again." "Wait!" Nap's voice rang stern.