"But," she said, looking at me eagerly, "you have a suspicion."
"It is none of us," I said, with an embracing glance.
"That need not be said," she replied quickly. "I know honest men."
She continued to hold me with her interrogating eyes, and an answer was indirectly wrung from me.
"I should like to know where Pye is," I said.
She took this not unnaturally as an evasion. "But he's of no use," she said. "You have told me so. We have seen so together."
It was pleasant to be coupled with her in that way, even in that moment of wonder and fear. I stared across at the door which gave access to the stairs of the saloon.
"It is possible they have left no one down below," I said musingly.
She followed my meaning this time. "Oh, you mustn't venture it!" she said. "It would be foolhardy. You have run risks enough, and you are wounded."
"Miss Morland," I answered. "This is a time when we can hardly stop to consider. Everything hinges on the next few hours. I say it to you frankly, and I will remember my promise this time."