"That'll be a look-out for _me_!" Mr. Mudge joked. "You mean she has a
husband?"

"Never mind what she has! They're in awful danger, but his is the worst,
because he's in danger from her too."

"Like me from you--the woman _I_ love? If he's in the same funk as me--"

"He's in a worse one. He's not only afraid of the lady--he's afraid of
other things."

Mr. Mudge selected another chocolate-cream. "Well, I'm only afraid of
one! But how in the world can you help this party?"

"I don't know--perhaps not at all. But so long as there's a chance--"

"You won't come away?"

"No, you've got to wait for me."

Mr. Mudge enjoyed what was in his mouth. "And what will he give you?"

"Give me?"

"If you do help him."

"Nothing. Nothing in all the wide world."

"Then what will he give _me_?" Mr. Mudge enquired. "I mean for waiting."