"I don't know whether to thank you or not for what you've done for me, Dick," I began. "But I appreciate your actions."
"I don't deserve any thanks. It was a mean trick, and I guess legally I was as guilty as any one. Just keep quiet about it and don't think too hard of me."
"I'll do both," I responded quickly.
"It's a mighty lonely place to spend the night in," he went on. "I'm no coward, but I wouldn't care to do it, all alone."
"I haven't been alone."
"No." And Dick looked intensely surprised. "Who has been here?"
I hesitated. Should I tell him?
"A tramp," I began.
"Why didn't he untie you?"
"He didn't see me."