"That is so--but being feminine, she will probably over-reach herself.
Now, Adam, it strikes me that, as we have to protect ourselves and others
against feminine nature, our strong game will be to play our masculine
against her feminine. Perhaps we had better sleep on it. She is a thing
of the night; and the night may give us some ideas."

So they both turned in.

Adam knocked at Sir Nathaniel's door in the grey of the morning, and, on
being bidden, came into the room. He had several letters in his hand.
Sir Nathaniel sat up in bed.

"Well!"

"I should like to read you a few letters, but, of course, I shall not
send them unless you approve. In fact"--with a smile and a blush--"there
are several things which I want to do; but I hold my hand and my tongue
till I have your approval."

"Go on!" said the other kindly. "Tell me all, and count at any rate on
my sympathy, and on my approval and help if I can see my way."

Accordingly Adam proceeded:

"When I told you the conclusions at which I had arrived, I put in the
foreground that Mimi Watford should, for the sake of her own safety, be
removed--and that the monster which had wrought all the harm should be
destroyed."