Drink the toast, Jack. ” “I thought so,” Courtlaw said. And then came the vile experience of being forced and borne along the street to the police-station. "Is it a bargain?" "Take half of my estate—take all—my life, if you will—I am weary of it!" cried Trenchard passionately. Now he thought she was so foolish that she knew only one stroke. "I have a token to deliver to you," continued the stranger, addressing her. ” He left her where she was, crying in the doorway. ‘Ah, there is the little menace itself,’ he drawled, recovering some of his own sangfroid. But, whether she likes it or not, I aim to be on hand to get her out of it. . ” “No shit. “And let us have a talk about this—some other time.