She glanced up, with a quick startled look.
“And run straight,” she said, “into the arms of my enemies.”
“If that is your only objection,” I answered, “I don’t think it need prevent you.”
“Ah!” she said. “You do not believe—I know that.”
“Whether or not, my cousin, makes no difference. To slip out cautiously, and leave the impression, if any such exists, that you were still here, would be to my mind an excellent policy. Think of their watching the empty cage while we were ranging the free earth, unsuspected and without fear.”
She was conning me with eyes in which some astonishment was visible.
“Do you really mean it?”
“Mean what?”
“That about our running away and travelling together?”
“I suggested it quizzically; but really on reflection I don’t know why we shouldn’t. From one particular aspect—that of appearances——”