“If they wish to do so.”
“But how will it benefit them, if the papers are already in their possession?”
“You will forgive me if I find it possible to doubt.”
She turned away from him and studied the lines of foam that streamed across the green troughs of the sea.
“I suppose that conversation between us two is superfluous. You distrust me and I——”
“I think perhaps,” he said gravely, “that it would be pleasanter for both of us not to hear your sentiments toward me. Since the night of Lady Heathcote’s dinner in London you ceased to be Miss Doris Mather and became merely an official document. It is my duty to preserve it and deliver it safely.”
“I hope you may succeed. Otherwise the American Ambassador in Berlin may——”
“Unfortunately,” he went on quietly, “the American Ambassador cannot be informed.”
She laughed with a greater confidence than she felt.