"Don't trouble yourself. All will be well."
"What appointment? Where are you to meet him?"
"By the Cross, on the road outside there."
"Heavens! If I were to meet him! He must n't see me!"
"Certainly not," agreed the Captain with cheerful confidence.
"But how are we to avoid—?"
"Ah, you put no real trust in me," murmured he in gentle reproach, and, it must be added, purely for the sake of gaining a moment's reflection.
"Could n't we walk boldly by him?" she suggested.
"He would recognise you to a certainty, even if he didn't me."
"Recognise me? Oh, I don't know. He does n't know me very well."