She
did not try to hide the fact from him, and he nodded toward the
window.
"He is going away in a canoe. I am afraid you didn't want me to
see him, and I am sorry I happened to be here when he came."
"I made no effort to keep him away, M'sieu David. Perhaps I wanted
you to see him. And I thought, when you did--" She hesitated.
"You expected me to crucify you, if necessary, to learn the truth
of what he knows about Roger Audemard," he said. "And you were
ready to fight back. But I am not going to question you unless you
give me permission."
"I am glad," she said in a low voice. "I am beginning to have
faith in you, M'sieu David. You have promised not to try to
escape, and I believe you. Will you also promise not to ask me
questions, which I can not answer--until St. Pierre comes?"
"I will try."
She came up to him slowly and stood facing him, so near that she
could have reached out and put her hands on his shoulders.
"St. Pierre has told me a great deal about the Scarlet Police,"
she said, looking at him quietly and steadily. "He says that the
men who wear the red jackets never play low tricks, and that they
come after a man squarely and openly.
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