"All right, I'll land it at Saffi. I wish you had come sooner. They've broken the anchor out."
She went across the mole with him and stopped at the top of the steps. He looked keen, alert and handsome. His white clothes were well made, his thin figure was athletic, and Betty liked his smile. She felt rewarded; Kit was glad she had come. The trouble was, she could not send him off like that.
"There's another thing," she said. "Jefferson thinks you ought not to stop on board Mossamedes. He declares Wolf is not to be trusted."
"Ah!" said Kit, rather sharply. "But how do you know?"
Betty braced herself. She must be honest, although it was plain honesty might cost her something.
"Miss Brown came to the office half an hour since and brought the packet. She heard Jefferson talk to Austin about Wolf, and thought you ought to be warned."
"She came to the office!" Kit exclaimed, and Betty saw his satisfaction. "Well, she's very kind. But she sent a message?"
"Wolf is plotting something in Africa. His business isn't what it looks. Captain Revillon has some part in it."
Kit laughed. "Miss Brown meant well, you mean well, but you don't understand. Wolf is cheating the French captain. He'd an object for asking him to the feast. In fact, I see his plan."