"I would have if you hadn't made me rather less confident about my guesses. Still, I'd have told you next morning, only when you showed me that pocket-book you seemed so positive that you quite shook me. And then I determined to go myself and break into the box and see if I could find some proof." "That's the one thing I can't quite forgive you for; running all that risk by yourself!" "But that was just the point! I had somehow got it into my head that since I had found you out, perhaps he had too, and I remembered what happened to Bolton, and I couldn't let you run the risk when it was quite safe for me!" "Quite safe!" I exclaimed. "Quite safe if he had caught you opening his box?" "Oh, one has to run a _little_ risk," she admitted. "But I knew unless he actually caught me he would never suspect me." "Well," I said, "every one has his own idea of what's a soft job. But you did think it worth wiring for my cousin?" "Believe me," she said earnestly, "I only really decided to do that after you had gone back and I couldn't consult you! I did _think_ of it while you were with me, but you were so positive that there was no need for wiring that I thought you might absolutely refuse to let me in any case--" "And so you decided to decide after I had gone? I see! Well, all I can say is I have been very judiciously handled." "You are frightfully good-natured!" she declared, apparently in all sincerity. I had given up debating my virtues by this time. "It's this sea air," I said modestly, and enjoyed the delicious sensation of trying to see her smile in the dark, and imagining how sweet she would look if it were lighter. Going over each incident together as we hurried down the island that night, I was glad to find, however, one part of my conduct which events had thoroughly justified. If on that first night I had not instantly assumed the role of a fellow Hun, I assuredly should not have been walking with Jean Rendall now. Undoubtedly I had kept my enemy thinking up till that unfortunate Sunday afternoon when I had made my fatal blunder of trying to enlist the gabbling Jock as an ally, or I should have been dead long before then. "You guessed right," I said. "That was when I gave myself away--only it was not to any one behind a wall! And do you know I believe the fellow actually tried me with the proper answer for the sheep riddle, only I could make nothing out of it. Was I an idiot, or would any one have done the same?" "Any one!" she said with conviction. "And don't you think I was right now about the reason why he stopped firing next day?"