"Which was it he wanted, Karen?" repeated Guild quietly. "Was it money or—something else he wanted?"
"Does—it—concern you?" she stammered.
"Yes. Because I have just learned over the Consulate telephone that German agents are now attempting to do what you refrained from doing last night."
"What?"
"Steal the papers I had of you."
"Do you mean the papers you stole?"
"I mean the papers I took by highway robbery. There is a difference," he added. "But both are robbery, and I thought you were above such things."
"I am!" she said, flushing.
"No, you are not!" he retorted sternly. "What you were too fastidious to do for yourself last night—take the papers when you thought I was asleep—you had done for you this morning by a steward!"
"I did not!"