“It probably gave you a fright.”
“It did, indeed. I heard the shot and saw your hat knocked off. I just went cold in my tracks. At first I believed you killed.”
“I’m very much alive, as you see.”
“But it was dreadful! Who would fire at you from the dark? Some one tried to murder you!”
“It looks like it. Still here I am, ready to move your car out of the water next time it’s stalled.”
She entered the room slowly.
“Who in San Mateo would do such a terrible thing, Mr. Martinez?” she addressed the lawyer. The pallor was still on her face and her eyes were large with horror.
“Ah, Miss Janet, if we but knew! We’d lay hands on him and send him to the penitentiary.”
Real emotion struggled in the lawyer’s words. With the return of his senses he had just begun to realize by what a narrow margin the assassin’s bullet had missed destroying his future client and prospects.