"I shall not permit you," she went on, ignoring him, "to do what you came here to do."
"Which is—"
"To rob people!"
The boatman stared at her, then broke into a laugh.
"You are here disguised—made up as a guest."
"Wrong, ma'am," he assured her. "I'm a man—made up as a gentleman."
"You came here to steal. You know it!"
"Raffles, eh? That's not a bad idea now. I hadn't thought of it; honest I hadn't. But now you propose it—"
"I didn't!"
"But you certainly did, ma'am. You've put the idea into my head when I hadn't the least notion of it. That makes you a sort of—"