"It has occurred to me," he began slowly, "that I know something that you ought to know. I saw Henry Holbrook yesterday." "Where?" I demanded. "On the lake. He's rented a sloop yacht called the _Stiletto_. I passed it yesterday on the Annandale steamer and I saw him quite distinctly." "It's all your fault that he's here!" I blurted, thoroughly aroused. "If you had not followed those women they might have spent the remainder of their lives here and never have been molested. But he undoubtedly caught the trail from you." Gillespie nodded gravely and frowned before he answered. "I am sorry to spoil your theory, my dear Irish brother, but put this in your pipe: _Henry was here first_! He rented the sail-boat ten days ago--and I made my triumphal entry a week later. Explain that, if you please, Mr. Donovan." I was immensely relieved by this disclosure, for it satisfied me that I had not been mistaken in the identity of the canoe-maker. I had, however, no intention of taking the button king into my confidence. "Where is Holbrook staying?" I asked casually. "I don't know--he keeps afloat. The _Stiletto_ belongs to a Cincinnati man who isn't coming here this summer and Holbrook has got the use of the yacht. So much I learned from the boat storage man at Annandale; then I passed the _Stiletto_ and saw Henry on board." It was clear that I knew more than Gillespie, but he had supplied me with several interesting bits of information, and, what was more to the point, he had confirmed my belief that Henry Holbrook and the canoe-maker were the same person. "You must see that I face a difficult situation here, without counting you. You don't strike me as a wholly bad lot, Gillespie, and why won't you run along like a good boy and let me deal with Holbrook? Then when I have settled with him I'll see what can be done for you. Your position as an unwelcome suitor, engaged in annoying the lady you profess to love, and causing her great anxiety and distress, is unworthy of the really good fellow I believe you to be." He was silent for a moment; then he spoke very soberly. "I promise you, Donovan, that I will do nothing to encourage or help Holbrook. I know as well as you that he's a blackguard; but my own affairs I must manage in my own way." "But as surely as you try to molest those women you will have to answer to me. I am not in the habit of beginning what I never finish, and I intend to keep those women out of your way as well as out of Holbrook's clutches, and if you get a cracked head in the business--well, the crack's in your own skull, Mr. Gillespie." He shrugged his shoulders, threw up his head and turned away down the road.