"And you?"
"I refused him again. And yet I fancy my looks must have consented, for, Roger," and she nestled closer to me again, "I hoped that I might be able to help you."
Now this matter required thought, for I felt sure Otho had some deep-laid purpose in it all.
"He said he would return as soon as his duties allowed him," she added presently.
"Here?"
"Yes."
"You will refuse to admit him?"
"Oh, there will be no need now—you will be here;—that's—no—no—you must not. He seems to have discovered all about the house, and even old Adam Coad obeys him. If he finds you here he will find means to kill you."
"You need not fear," I said; "to-night all the Killigrews will be prisoners, and before long they will be hanged," and I told her what was being done.
"Then he cannot come back here to-night?"