"I suppose so—some time. Why?" She looked at him questioningly.
He leaned forward, his black eyes unswervingly upon her. "Because—if you don't—I shall come after you," he said, with iron determination.
She laughed a little. "Pray don't look so grim! I probably shall come back all in good time. I will let you know if I don't, anyway."
"You promise?" he said.
"Of course I promise." She flicked her cigarette-ash into the water. "I won't disappear without letting you know first."
"Without letting me know where to find you," he said.
She glanced over his shoulder as if measuring the distance between the skiff and the landing-stage. "No, I don't promise that. It wouldn't be fair. But you will be able to trace me by Columbus. He will certainly accompany the cat's-meat cart wherever it goes. Oh, Dick! There's someone there—waiting for us!"
He also threw a look behind him. "Shall I put her about? I don't see anyone, but if you wish it—"
"No, no, I don't! Row straight in! There is someone there, and you'll have to apologize. I knew we were being watched."
Juliet sat upright with a flushed face.