General Crandall, clad only in trousers and shirt, burst into the room. His eyes leaped from the Indian to where Jane was cowering behind his desk. "What the devil is this?" he rasped. Jane opened her mouth to answer, but the Indian forestalled her: "The sahibah, General--I found her here before your opened safe----" "Good God!" General Crandall's eyes blazed. He leaped to the safe, knelt and peered in. "A clever job, young woman!" Jane, completely stunned by the Indian's swift strategy, could hardly speak. She held up a hand, appealing for a hearing. General Crandall eyed her with chilling scorn, then turned to his servant. "You have done well, Jaimihr." "It--it isn't true!" Jane stammered. The governor took a step toward her almost as if under impulse to strike her, but he halted, and his lips curled in scorn. "By gad, working with Woodhouse all the time, eh? And I thought you a simple young woman he had trapped--even warned you against him not six hours ago. What a fool I've been!" Jane impulsively stretched forth her arms for the mercy of a hearing, but the man went on implacably: "I said he was making a fool of you--and all the time you were making one of me. Clever young woman. I say, that must have been a great joke for you--making a fool of the governor of Gibraltar. You make me ashamed of myself. And my servant--Jaimihr here; it is left to him to trap you while I am blind. Bah! Jaimihr, my orderly--at once!" The Indian smiled sedately and started for the double doors. Jane ran toward the general with a sharp cry: "General--let me explain----" "Explain!" He laughed shortly. "What can you say? You come into my house as a friend--you betray me--you break into my safe--with Woodhouse, whom I'd warned you against, directing your every move. Clever--clever! Jaimihr, do as I tell you. My orderly at once!" Jane threw herself between the Indian and the doors. "One moment--before he leaves the room let me tell you he lies? Your Indian lies. It was I who found him here--before that safe!" "A poor story," the general sniffed. "I expected better of you--after this." "The truth, General Crandall. I couldn't sleep. I came out here to the balcony to try to make out if the _Saxonia_ was in the bay. He came into the room while I was behind these curtains, locked the doors, and opened the safe." "It won't go," the general cut in curtly. "It's the truth--it's got to go!" she cried. Jaimihr, at a second nod from his master, was approaching the double doors. Jane, leaping in front of them, pushed the Indian back. "General Crandall, for your own sake--don't let this Indian leave the room. You may regret it--all the rest of your life. He still has a paper--a little paper--he took from that safe. I saw him stick it in his sash." "Nonsense!"