"Your word of honor——"
"I betrayed nothing of my whereabouts or plans," she pleaded.
"How can I know that you speak the truth?"
"I swear it."
Goritz shrugged lightly.
"It is, of course, a woman's privilege to change her mind. Still, you put me upon my guard. It is unfortunate. How can I be sure that you will not be sending other notes without my permission to the Europa when we reach Sarajevo?"
"The Europa——? I fail to understand."
"The Europa Hotel," he said with a curious distinctness, "where all English people stop, and where of course your friend Mr. Renwick will stop."
Marishka examined him keenly.
"Your prescience cannot be infallible."