"It's a—terrible thing to remember. But—but it will be always with me. It will never leave me."
As soon as the detective arrived Donaldson gave him his instructions, adding,
"Look out for tricks, and be ready to tell me all he says to you."
"I 've had 'em before," answered the man.
CHAPTER XVII
An Interlude
She was waiting for him in the library with an expression both eager and worried. She crossed the room to meet him, but paused half-way as though really fearful of some change. But she saw only the same kind, tense face, looking perhaps a bit heavy from weariness, the same dark eyes with their strange fires, the same slight droop of the shoulders. There was certainly nothing to fear in him as he stood before her with a tender, quizzical smile about his large mouth. He looked to her now more like a big boy than the cold, stern man she had half expected.
"Are you afraid?" he asked.
"No, not standing here where I can see you. But over the telephone with your strange voice and your half meanings—what did you mean?"