A moment later he arose and walked to the little window overlooking the square.

When he turned to her again his face wore a more serious expression.

"Perhaps there is something in what you say.

I'm grateful to you for preparing me." It had suddenly come to mind that the night before he had seen a man skulking in the vicinity of the bungalow.

His body servant, Selim, had told him that very morning that this same man, a native, had stood for hours among the trees, apparently watching the house.
"I just thought I'd tell you," murmured Miss Pelham nervously, "I--we don't want to see you get into trouble--none of us." "Thank you," After a long pause, he went on, lowering his voice: "Miss Pelham, I have had a hard time here, in more ways than I care to speak of.