"For the present we shall stay here—until an opportunity presents——"
"For escape?"
"I could go alone tonight—and reach Germany—without you. That is not my purpose."
"Then you propose to take me with you?"
"When the coast is clear—yes."
"And if the coast should not be clear?"
"I shall remain."
The situation was as she had supposed, but his motive—the real motive! She drew the wrap more closely around her throat and turned away from him again. To escape from him! That was the only thing she could think of now. Upon the road, his attitude of firm consideration, his cool insistence upon compliance with his wishes, had not been nearly so ominous as the personal note which he had injected into their relations. He frightened her now. But to escape? She was watched, she was sure, for in the afternoon, while the drawbridge was lowered, she had made out the figure of a man on guard at the end of the causeway. But while her conversation with Goritz dismayed her, she studied him keenly, trying to read him by what he did not say.
She smiled at him impudently.
"And suppose I attempted to escape?" she asked.