“BEFORE WE GO FURTHER,” began Cyril Grey, “I think it right to express a doubt as to the advisability of our procedure. We have already seen the most determined opposition to our plans; and for my part, I would say frankly that it might be wiser, certainly safer, to abandon them.”
Lisa turned on him like a tigress. “I don’t know what your plans are, and don’t care. But I didn’t think you’d go back on them.”
“Impulsive ladies,” returned Cyril, “rush in where angels fear to tread.”
“I’ll go,” said she. “I’m sorry for all that has happened — all!” and she fixed her lover with a look of infinite contempt.
Cyril shrugged his shoulders. “If you feel like that, of course, we can continue. But when the pinch comes, don’t squeal! I have warned you.”
“Brother Cyril could not draw back if he wis
