"It could be." Harry agreed. "He could have been chasing you, caught you, and you could be up the duff and do you think her Ladyship would keep you on then? You'd be out on the streets with a little one, and then what would you do? Better go now, while you can, and relax. Take some time off from looking over your shoulder to see if he's there." He said, holding out the pen and turning the paper towards her, so she could sign the letter.
"I'll get you something nice, Mary. I promise you that. Not going to let my baby sister struggle by herself now, am I?" He says, smiling slightly.