"What's the use of going into all that all over again? This was too big a case for me to be taking any risks. I'd had a hard enough job locating you; I couldn't afford to lose you. Let me ask you a few questions: Didn't we travel all the way from Denver in a stateroom, so that outside of the conductors and a couple of porters there wasn't a soul knew you was in trouble? Didn't I show you how to carry that overcoat over your arms when we were changing cars at Chicago, and again coming across New York to-night, so's nobody would catch on? Didn't I steer clear of reporters all along the line? Didn't I keep it all a secret when I was sending the wire on ahead to book the passage?" He paused; then remembered something else: "Didn't I go to the trouble of buying a lighter pair of cuffs than the ones I usually use and having an extra link set in the chain so as to keep your arms from cramping, wearing them? Yes, I did--I did all those things and you can't deny it. "Nobody on this boat suspects anything," he went on. "Nobody here knows you're Bronston, wanted in London for that Atlas Investment Company swindle, and I'm Keller, chief operative for the Sharkey Agency. So far as anybody else knows we're just Mr. Brown and Mr. Cole, a couple of friends travelling together. Until the day we land over there on the other side you can keep on being Mr. Brown and I'll keep on being Mr. Cole. I'll keep this stateroom door locked at night just to be on the safe side. And seeing as we've got seats together at the same table I guess we'd better make a point of taking our meals together at the same time. Otherwise, you can do just what you please and go where you please and I won't bother you. These folks on this boat will think we're just a couple of pretty close friends." He fished a key ring out of his pocket, selected a certain key and bent over the other man. "Here, hold your hands up for a minute. You ought to be glad enough to get rid of those darbies. There!" He lifted the opened bracelets off his prisoner's wrists and pitched them, clinking, upon the bedcover. "Have it your own way," said the freed Bronston. "But remember, I've had my say. I'm making no pledges, now or hereafter." With his fingers, which were long and slender, he chafed his flesh where the steel had bruised it red. "Oh, all right, all right," answered Keller; "I'm willing to take the chance--although there ain't really any chance to take. I'll get these things out of sight first thing." He picked up the handcuffs and dropped them into a pocket of his ulster where it lay on the one chair in the room, and wadded a handkerchief down into the pocket upon them. "Now, then, everything is shipshape and proper. There's no reason why we can't be pals for three or four days anyway. And now what do you say to turning in and getting a good night's rest? I'm good and tired and I guess you are too."