"So; some one has betrayed me?"
She nodded.
"Do you know who it was?"
She nodded again.
I considered of it for a little time, and then said: "I must not be taken here. Will your—ah—duty stretch the length of showing me an unwatched door?"
"There are no doors unwatched. You must stay here till nightfall."
"Nay, that I will not. Will you tell me who it was set them on?"
"'Twas a man you hate—and who hates you heartily in return. He saw you come here last night; he knows you are here now—or guesses it."
I had no right to pry into her confidence as a thief would break into a house. But I was loath to fight my battle in the dark if she, or any one, could give me light.
"His name, if you may give it, Mistress Margery. It may point the way out of this coil."