"I don't know—I lay hidden till I heard him go. I don't know where he went. What do you mean by saying I'm safe?"
"I have got rid of Paul de Roustache. He 'll trouble you no more."
"What?" Wonder and admiration sparkled in her eyes. Because he was enabled to see them, Dieppe was grateful to her for having replaced and relighted his candle. "Yes, I was afraid in the dark," she said, noticing his glance at it. "But it 's almost burnt out. We must be quick. Is the trouble with M. de Roustache really over?"
"Absolutely."
"And we owe it to you? But you—why, you 're wet!"
"It's not surprising," said he, smiling. "There 's a flood in the river, and I have crossed it twice."
"What did you cross the river for?"
"I had to escort M. de Roustache across, and he 's a bad swimmer. He jumped in, and—"
"You saved his life?"
"Don't reproach me, my friend. It is an instinct; and—er—he carried the pocket-book of our friend outside; and the pocket-book had my money in it, you know."