"I won't stay long, but there were some things I wanted you to know—some facts in extenuation of my conduct, that may make you think less bitterly of me——"
"You look ill," she said, staring at him. "It is all too horrible to think about——"
"Horrible, if you like," he said slowly, misinterpreting her meaning, "but done in a weak moment with a good motive——"
"Oh, not that. I mean, what they did to you—the danger you passed through——"
"You know of that?"
"Yes. I followed Harry, and got the police——"
"It was you? Good God!"
"It was the least that I could do—after I found out—from him—what had happened."
He stared at her in incomprehension.
"You mean that he confessed to you?"