“It is evident that she would say nothing to harm you. Her joy at meeting you was too palpable.”
“You have a trick of keen observation. Perhaps she did not know of my awkward position.”
“How could she help knowing it when your name has been so prominent in the papers for weeks?”
“My name? Ah, I forgot. But I cannot offer you a satisfactory explanation. More than ever now will unnecessary and immediate publicity be likely to injure me. You will keep your promise—for three days you will not write about me?”
“I will keep my promise. At the end of three days I shall simply publish what has passed between ourselves and Mr. Goldberry.”
“It seems to me to be singularly devoid of interest.”
“You are mistaken. Newspaper readers peruse such details as these with eagerness. You must not forget that you are in some way, near or remote, connected with an atrocious crime.”
“You foil me at every point. Good-day.”
“Good-day!” exclaimed our Reporter. “Shall I not see you again?”
“You will, if you play the spy upon me.”