He returned the paper. She took it hastily. Her eyes shone.
"Well?" she asked.
"I'm satisfied. But—won't you take my warning?"
"Say, I can look after myself. I wasn't born yesterday!"
There was some pique in her voice.
"Weren't you?" he asked quaintly. Then, suddenly, he rose and stood beside her. "Listen, little girl. I'm trying to save Humphries myself."
"Eh—Oh, Major—" She looked at him delightedly. "Gee, you're a good scout! An' I thought I was scart of you!"
Hector smiled faintly.
"You want me—to be easier on him in future?"
"That's it, please, sir!"