The Count might have challenged him.
What became of the Count when it was over?"
"I don't know," said Harley. "I left him to get out of his
predicament as best he could. Possibly he did challenge Willard. I
haven't taken the trouble to find out. If, as I think, however, he's
a living person, he'll extricate himself from his difficulty all
right; if he's not, and I have unwittingly allowed myself to conjure
him up in my fancy, there's no great harm done. If he's nothing more
than a marionette, let him fall on the floor, and stay there until I
find some imaginative writer who will take him off my hands--you, for
instance. You can have Bonetti for a Christmas present, with my
compliments. I'm through with him; but as for Miss Andrews, she has
been so confoundedly elusive that she has aroused my deepest
interest, and I couldn't give her up if I wanted to. I never
encountered a heroine like her in all my life before, and the one
object of my future career will be to catch her finally in the meshes
of a romance. Romance will come into her life some time.
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