“There, I knew you were shamming! What game have you been up to?”
“Eh? What?” faltered the lad, trying to speak as if he were confused. “Is anything the matter? Have the soldiers come?”
“No,” cried Waller hotly, “but I have. There, it’s no use to try and keep up that sham. What have you been doing? You may just as well confess. There, you have got your boots on, too. You have not been doing that for nothing.”
“What do you mean?”
“That you are trying to hide something, and you only got into bed to hide it when you heard me coming. What have you been doing?”
“What have I been doing?”
“Yes. I know.”
Godfrey was silent.
“I did trust you. Thought you wouldn’t attempt to do anything without confiding in me. You have been trying to do, something with the rope.”
“Well,” said Godfrey sourly, “suppose I have! What then? And how did you know?”