"Oh yes, you did. When you first looked at them!"
"So I did," he whispered. "I'm glad you saw. To find them here took my breath away—and to find you with them—"
"I brought them this morning, you know."
"Would you have come if you had not understood why I failed yesterday?"
"Oh yes, I think so," she returned, the fine edge of a smile upon her lips. "For a time last evening, before I heard what had happened, I thought you were too frightened a friend to bother about."
He made a little ejaculation, partly joyful, partly sad.
"And yet," she went on, "I think that I should have come this morning, after all, even if you had a poorer excuse for your absence, because, you see, I came on business."
"You did?"
"That's why I've come again. That makes it respectable for me to be here now, doesn't it?—for me to have come out alone after dark without their knowing it? I'm here as your client, Joe."
"Why?" he asked.