She wiped her eyes quickly and frowned darkly at him.
"Lord Henry, are you fooling me?" she ejaculated. "Don't you know that a moment ago I was intent only on one thing, and that was——"
She choked and could go no further.
He walked up to her and laid a hand on her arm. "I tell you I know everything," he repeated.
"You pretend that you know," she sneered.
He smiled and bowed his head. "If you mean," he suggested, "that two hours ago you were firing from that ambush with the definite intention of doing Leonetta some mortal injury, I need hardly say——"
"Yes," she said fiercely, "I do mean that."
"Of course I knew that," he observed. "Don't imagine I had any doubt about that. When I first came up to you I was convinced of it. What else could you have been doing?"
She scrutinised him intently. "Well, then?" she stammered.
"If only you will be good enough to walk back to the inn with me," he said, again offering her his arm, "I'll explain everything to you."