"It is very difficult," she confessed frankly.
"Remember," he persisted, "that in a way, Maggie, I am your guardian. I am responsible, too, for anything which may happen to you whilst you are engaged in work for the good of our cause. You seem to have walked into a trap. Did he threaten you, or what?"
"There was nothing definite," she answered, "and yet—he made me understand."
"Made you understand what?"
"His wishes," she replied, looking up coolly. "He offered me the papers."
"That damned Chinaman!"
There was a cold light in her eyes which Nigel had met with before and dreaded.
"You forget yourself, Nigel," she said. "Prince Shan is a great nobleman."
"The rest? Tell me the rest," he demanded.
"I am here," she reminded him.