"
"Only to tell on you--?"
"No, not `only'! To leave me, in addition, with my remedy."
She was still vague. "And what IS your remedy?"
"Your loyalty, to begin with. And then Miles's."
She looked at me hard. "Do you think he--?"
"Won't, if he has the chance, turn on me? Yes, I venture still
to think it. At all events, I want to try. Get off with his
sister as soon as possible and leave me with him alone."
I was amazed, myself, at the spirit I had still in reserve,
and therefore perhaps a trifle the more disconcerted
at the way in which, in spite of this fine example of it,
she hesitated. "There's one thing, of course," I went on:
"they mustn't, before she goes, see each other for three seconds."
Then it came over me that, in spite of Flora's presumable
sequestration from the instant of her return from the pool,
it might already be too late. "Do you mean," I anxiously asked,
"that they HAVE met?"
At this she quite flushed. "Ah, miss, I'm not such a fool as that!
If I've been obliged to leave her three or four times,
it has been each time with one of the maids, and at present,
though she's alone, she's locked in safe. And yet--and yet!"
There were too many things.
"And yet what?"
"Well, are you so sure of the little gentleman?"
"I'm not sure of anything but YOU. But I have, since last evening,
a new hope. I think he wants to give me an opening.
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