“C. Q.”; or, In the Wireless House
theoretically. But he ’ll cool off. I promise you—I promise you, that nothing shall happen to Chilvers. You can trust me for that. I ’ll make him see the truth!”
Her face was set in determination.
“Oh, thank you! Thank you!” cried the girl. “You ’re the best woman in the world!”
Lily smiled—sphinx-like smile.
“Sometimes I am.” she said, “and sometimes I ’m the worst. If you don’t believe it ask Mr. Fitzpatrick.”
“You ’re the best to-day anyhow,” retorted Micky. “We shall hold you to your promise.”
Outside Trevelyan was endeavoring to explain the situation as best he could in high-pitched English tones to two very much astonished central office men. He desired obviously to carry out the law as far as possible without carrying it out. There are many admirable people just like him.
“So you see, my good man, I shan’t need you for the present, do you understand?”
“All right boss!” replied the puzzled officer, touching his cap as he pocketed the twenty-dollar bill which Sir Hubert handed271
