The girl’s eyes blazed and she bit her lip. It seemed that she was on the point of an outburst, but she restrained herself and laughed. That laugh was defiant and angry.
“Oh, well, I don’t know!” she said. “The person I speak of may find I will stand by him better than some of his friends who would have looked on while he was dragged away to jail.”
This was a surprise to Frank, for it showed that the girl knew something about the adventure with Bill Higgins, which had taken place that day.
“So you have seen him since?” asked Merry, eagerly. “Where is he?”
“Find out.”
“I shall be able to find out in time, I think, Miss Isban.”
“As far as he is concerned, you need not worry, for I do not think he cares to see you again.”
“I do not believe that. He knows me too well, and he trusts me.”
“He thought he knew you, but he did not fancy you would remain passive and see him placed under arrest.”
“I did not.”