"And when you have got it, do you promise to take yourself back to Mexico or any place out of my sight? Do you promise that this cursed business shall be buried between us?"
"Yes, I promise; but you will leave me your address so that I can write to you occasionally."
"You know the address well enough without my giving it to you. There is one thing more. Will you answer a question?"
"If I can."
"How did you happen to know Miss Chalmers?"
A curious expression crossed the face of the wily Mexican.
"I knew her when she was a child," he answered, evasively. "I knew her father. It was quite natural that I should come to call when I came to America."
"But not natural that she should bring you into her drawing-room to introduce you to her friends," returned Leith, forgetting that he was not very complimentary. "Have you told her anything of this story?"
"Not a thing."
"You swear it?"