That, of course, is out of the question now." "It will no doubt remain so," Blake replied, with the color creeping into his set face.
"Then you have given up all idea of clearing yourself?
The thing may be easier than you imagine if properly handled." Clarke paused and added significantly: "In fact, I could show you a way in which the matter could be straightened out without causing serious trouble to anybody concerned; that is, if you are disposed to take me into your confidence." Blake got up, filled with anger and uneasiness.

He had no great faith in Harding's scheme; his life as a needy adventurer had its trials; but he had no intention of changing it.

This was an old resolve, but it was disconcerting to feel that an unscrupulous fellow was anxious to meddle with his affairs, for Clarke had obviously implied the possibility of putting some pressure upon Colonel Challoner.

Blake shrank from the suggestion; it was not to be thought of.
"I have nothing more to say on the subject," he answered sternly.

"It must be dropped." Somewhat to his surprise, Clarke acquiesced good-humoredly, after a keen glance at him.
"As you wish.