Paul took his stand by the window, leaning with a shoulder against it, looking abstractedly at her face, and waiting to hear her speak.
"Paul," asked Margaret, "do you know where Kamis is now?"
"Yes," he said.
"Do you see him? Can you speak to him for me?"
"I don't see him much now," answered Paul. "That is because the policemen are riding about looking for him. But I can speak to him to-night."
"He must take care not to be caught," said Margaret. "They 're very anxious to find him just now. You 've heard, Paul, that they 've found out about me and him?"
"Ye-es," answered Paul. "I heard something."
"It's true," said Margaret. "So I 've got to go away from here. They won't have me at the Sanatorium any longer and the police are watching to see if Kamis comes anywhere near me and to catch him if he does. You must warn him to keep right away, Paul. He mustn't send any messages, even."
"I will tell him," said Paul. "But—you are going away? To England?"
"Perhaps," replied Margaret. "I expect I shall have to now. They tell me that people won't let me live in South Africa any more. I 'm a sort of leper, and I must keep my distance from healthy people. So we shan't see each other again after a few more days. Are you sorry, Paul?"