I
am not in communication with any one to whom your actions are of any
interest. Will you believe this?"
I hesitated for a moment. Her eyes held mine. It was not possible for me
to disbelieve her.
"I am glad to hear this," I said seriously.
"You do not doubt me?"
"I cannot," I answered.
She drew a little sigh of relief.
"And now," she said, "about yourself. Be as frank with me as I have been
with you. Are you really the legatee of Guest's secret?"
"You know that he told me certain things--before he died," I answered
slowly.
"Yes! But what are you going to do with the knowledge? Are you going to
be wise and let fate take its course, or are you going to meddle in
affairs which you know nothing about? Don't do it, Mr. Courage!" she
exclaimed, with a sudden catch in her voice. "Leslie Guest was a
diplomatist and a schemer all his life, and you know the penalty he paid.
You have not the training or the disposition for this sort of thing. You
would be foredoomed to failure. Don't do it!"
I turned and looked at her. She was so much in earnest that her whole
expression was transformed.
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