"Then he has come over here to look for me."
"That man is not a detective."
"He is not?"
"No."
"How do you know?"
"He is a weak and very dainty young gentleman."
"Is he?"
"Yes."
"Well, I tell you that when one becomes a fugitive he must judge people by their acts, not by their looks; I believe the man is either a detective, or a detective's decoy. His innocent looks aid his trick, but I will know after he has visited me in the cabin."
"Oh, I hope you will do him no harm."