"It was this way," he said.... "It was foolish, I suppose," he ended, "but one doesn't always stop to consider under some provocation. I never for an instant thought it would involve you in his spite. I didn't credit him with being so small and mean."
"And now I want you to promise me that you will take every precaution to guard yourself against him," she said.
"Myself!" he exclaimed. "Yes, myself for the purpose of protecting you."
"And for the purpose of protecting yourself also," she broke in. "I am persuaded that Porshinger means mischief."
"What persuaded you?" he smiled.
"The man himself."
"You don't know him?"
"I met him this morning."
"At Criss-Cross—he was here?"