He's a spy!" When Jimmie thrust the map before his face, Van Vorst had glanced at it.
Then he regarded it more closely.

As he raised his eyes they showed that he was puzzled.
But he greeted the prisoner politely.
"I'm extremely sorry you've been annoyed," he said.

"I'm only glad it's no worse.

He might have shot you.

He's mad over the idea that every stranger he sees--" The prisoner quickly interrupted.
"Please!" he begged, "Don't blame the boy.