But Kasia shook her head, smiling.
"I shall have to admire it alone," she said. "We must not be seen so much together—it is not wise for us to sit here. Suppose some one, seeing us together, should take it into his mind to search your baggage, and should find that little package...."
"He wouldn't find it," Dan broke in. "During the day, I carry it in my pocket. At night, I sleep with it under my pillow."
Kasia gave him a quick glance.
"That is splendid!" she said, quickly. "And you don't even wish to know what it is?"
"Not unless you wish to tell me. There is one danger, though. If the customs inspector should happen to run across it, he will want to know what it is."
"Tell him it is an electrical device."
"And if he opens it?"
"That will do no harm. All he will find is a small metal box, filled with tiny wires coiled about each other."
Dan breathed more freely.