The girl blushed hotly: "The contemptible creature!" she exclaimed.
"A little sewing," repeated Guild, coolly. "And," he continued, "you sewed those papers to your clothing. The stewardess saw you do it."
"Very well! Suppose I did."
"You have them on you now."
"And then?"
"Why it was a silly thing to do, Karen."
"Silly? Why?"
"Because," he said calmly, "I must have them, and it makes it more awkward for us both than if you had merely put them back into your satchel."
"You—you intend—to——" Her amazement checked her, then flashed out into wrath.
"Do you know," she said, "that you are becoming impudent?"