"I was waiting here for you," he explained. Page [39].
Her hand shot to her side.
"Go on," she whispered.
"I saw his face," Arnold continued. "It was pressed close to the window. It was as though he meant to enter. I threw the curtains back, opened the window, and gripped him by the arm. I asked him what he wanted."
She sat down in a chair and began to tremble.
"He said he wanted Rosario, the Jew," Arnold went on. "Then, when he found that I was a stranger, he got away. I don't know how he managed it, for my fingers are strong enough, but he wrenched himself free somehow."
"Look out once more," she implored. "See if he is anywhere around. I will speak to him."
He stood at the window and looked in every direction.
"There is no one in sight," he declared. "I will go to the corner of the street, if you like."