He looked bad enough, but nothing to
Masters. He had less reason! Of course Masters threw his career to the
winds to save your good name. Noblesse oblige. Too bad he wasn't more
of a villain and less of a great gentleman. It, might have been better
all round. This town certainly needs him."
"If he were not a great gentleman nothing would have happened in the
first place," she said with cool pride. "But I asked you if there
were no way to save him."
"I can think of only two ways. If your husband would write and ask
him to return to San Francisco--"
"He'd never do that."
"Then you might--you might--" He was fair and blushed easily. Being
secretly a sentimental youth he was shy of any of the verbal
expressions of sentiment; but he swallowed and continued heroically.
"You--you--I think you love him. I can see you are not heartless,
that you are terribly cut up. If you love him enough you might save
him. A man like Masters can quit cold no matter how far he has gone
if the inducement is great enough. If you went to New York--"
He paused and glanced at her apprehensively, but although she had
gasped she only shook her head sadly.
"I'll never break my husband's heart and the vows I made at the
altar, no matter what happens."
"Oh, you good women! I believe you are at the root of more disaster
than all the strumpets put together!"
"It may be.
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