He was running as if he thought he had to go for his life.

Well, I got out at the next slack and went for my boots and jacket.

Steve wasn't watching; I guess he'd had enough!" "It's possible," Scott agreed dryly.

"Do you think he saw you just before you dived ?" "He might have seen my hand; it would look whiter than my gray shirt.

He certainly didn't see my face; I didn't mean him to." "Well," said Scott, "it's an amusing tale, but you had better not tell it to anybody else.