"Just stop thinking about it, Ruth."
"I'll never stop as long as I live, unless I see it. I've dreamed steadily about that room all night."
"Go alone, then, and I'll stay here."
She went resolutely across the patio, and Connor, following with an exclamation, caught her arm roughly at the door.
"You aren't serious?"
"Deadly serious!"
The glitter of her dark eyes convinced him more than words.
"Then we'll go together. But make it short!"
They swept the patio with conscience-stricken glances, and then opened the door. As they did so, the ugly face of Joseph appeared at the entrance to the patio, looked and hastily was withdrawn.
"This is like a woman," muttered Connor, as they closed the door with guilty softness behind them. "Risk her life for a secret that isn't worth a tinker's damn!"