"Did you?"
"I must plead guilty."
"Where?"
"Here; just where we are now; we were together half an hour."
She half arose to her feet, her hand grasping the rail.
"But I cannot understand. Why should you? Do you—"
"No; wait," he interrupted, venturing to touch her arm. "I came, not because of any interest in her, Miss Molly—but for you."