“But I must speak of it! Once before the same attempt was made—that night on the King Edward.”
“Yes; I have not forgotten.”
“And to-day I have reason to believe that the same man watched his chance, for I have ridden here every day since I came, and he must have kept track of me.”
“But this is America, Mr. Armitage!”
“That does not help me with you. You have every reason to resent my bringing you into such dangers,—it is unpardonable—indefensible!”
She saw that he was greatly troubled.
“But you couldn’t help my being in the park to-day! I have often stopped just there before. It’s a favorite place for meditations. If you know the man—”
“I know the man.”
“Then the law will certainly protect you, as you know very well. He was a dreadful-looking person. The police can undoubtedly find and lock him up.”
She was seeking to minimize the matter,—to pass it off as a commonplace affair of every day. They were walking their horses; the groom followed stolidly behind.