"I must see you! I must talk with you, again, and know the truth!" The officer edged nearer.
"Youse can talk all y' want to," he dictated, hoarsely, "but don't you pass nothin' in.

No dope, nor nothin', see?
I'll stick around an' watch, anyhow; but don't try to slip him no dream powders or no 'snow.' 'Cause if you do--" "What--what _on_ earth are you talking about ?" the girl demanded, turning on the officer with absolute astonishment.

But he, only winking wisely, repeated: "You heard me, didn't you?
No dope.

I'm wise to this whole game." At a loss for his meaning, yet without any real desire to fathom it, Kate turned back toward Gabriel.
A moment they two looked at each other, each noting any change that might have taken place since that wonderful hour in the sugar-house, each hungering and thirsting for a sight of the other's face.

In her heart, already Kate knew as well as she knew she was alive, that this man was totally innocent of the foul charges heaped upon him.