It is on the second landing--a door on your right--that too I will leave on the latch.

But in the name of the woman you love best in all the world come at once to me then, and bear in mind, Percy, that the woman I love is threatened with immediate death, and that I am powerless to save her.

Indeed, believe me, I would gladly die even now but for the thought of Jeanne, whom I should be leaving in the hands of those fiends.

For God's sake, Percy, remember that Jeanne is all the world to me.
"Poor old Armand," murmured Blakeney with a kindly smile directed at the absent friend, "he won't trust me even now.

He won't trust his Jeanne in my hands.