_] Accept his note?
MISS GODESBY. [_Also incredulous._] On _what security_?
GODESBY. [_Quickly._] You'll do nothing of the sort, Julia!
MISS GODESBY. I'll see him where he belongs, in State's Prison, first!
WARDEN. That wouldn't bring you back your money.
MISS GODESBY. Neither will his note!
WARDEN. If I get it indorsed?
GODESBY. Likely!
MISS GODESBY. Rather!
WARDEN. I want your silence to keep it from the public for the family's
sake. I've secured a satisfactory indorser for a note to satisfy Ryder's
claim.
MISS GODESBY. Why didn't you give him to _me_ instead of Ryder?
WARDEN. I felt you would be willing, out of friendship--
[_There are sleigh-bells in the distance, coming nearer._
MISS GODESBY. Huh! you must take me for an idiot!
WARDEN. Out of friendship for his wife.
MISS GODESBY. Blanche Sterling! I never could bear her! She's always
treated me like the dirt under her feet!
WARDEN. You dined with her last night.
MISS GODESBY. That was to please her mother. No, if my money's gone,
Sterling's got to suffer, and the one slight consolation I shall have
will be that Blanche Sterling will have to come off her high horse.
[_The sleigh-bells stop._
GODESBY. [_To_ MISS GODESBY.] Ten to one if you agree to sign this
note--
WARDEN.
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