He followed her into the little stateroom, closed the door, folded his arms and confronted her with a grim face.
"Before leaving you, madam," said he, "I wish to repeat that only your sex has saved you from summary execution.

You are guilty of high crimes and misdemeanors, in the code of this expedition--guilty of falsehood and deception that might have introduced fatal complications into my most carefully evolved plan.
"Nevertheless, my code as an officer prohibits any punishment other than this merely nominal arrest.

I must offer you temporary hospitality.

Moreover, if you need any assistance in dressing your wound, I will give it.

Common humanity demands that." "I don't need anything, thank you," she answered.