The fact that she had promised Stolburst to secure his freedom was ever present.
“I cannot promise what you ask, so I suppose I shall have to find my man without your aid?”
Zulima was surprised at the detective’s coolness. She thought he would jump at her offer when she made it. She felt much chagrined over his failure to do so.
“Without my aid,” said Zulima, “you will never succeed.”
“I shall at least try very hard,” smiled the detective.
The girl became uneasy. This was quite apparent.
Burt believed she would tell him what he desired to know without him entering into conditions. There was a great struggle going on in the beauty’s mind. It was pity contending with duty.
The law would not take her uncle’s life. Her uncle might take Stolburst’s life. The battle was over.
“I will tell you where to find Mr. Stolburst,” she said.