"Did you, Charmian?"
"I do wish you would not interrupt, sir."
"I beg your pardon," said I humbly.
"And then I saw you coming, and the man saw you too, for he crouched suddenly; I could only see him dimly in the shadow of the hedge, but he looked murderous, and it seemed to me that if you reached his hiding-place before I did—something terrible would happen, and so—"
"You came to meet me."
"Yes."
"And walked close beside me, so that you were between me and the shadow in the hedge?"
"Yes."
"And I thought—" I began, and stopped.
"Well, Peter?" Here she turned, and gave me a swift glance beneath her lashes.