What
was the grand offence? Did he make love to you or what?"
"Make love to me! Of course not!" Sylvia flushed indignantly at
the suggestion.
Guy laughed; he seemed in excellent spirits. "He'd better not,
what? But the big _baas_ was very angry with him, I can tell you.
And I can't think it was on my account. I'm inoffensive enough,
heavens knows."
He reached up a hand as she stood beside him, and took and held
hers.
"You're a dear girl, Sylvia," he said. "Just the very sight of you
does me good. You're not sorry Kieff has gone?"
"Sorry! No!" She looked down at him with doubt in her eyes.
"Only--we owe him a good deal, remember. He saved your life."
"Oh, that!" said Guy lightly. "You may set your mind quite at rest
on that score, my dear. He wouldn't have done it if he hadn't felt
like it. He pleases himself in all he does. But I should like to
have witnessed his exit last night. That, I imagine, was more
satisfactory from Burke's point of view than from his.
He--Burke--came back with that smile-on-the-face-of-the-tiger
expression of his. You've seen it, I daresay. It was very much in
evidence last night."
Sylvia repressed a sudden shiver. "Oh, Guy! What do you think
happened?"
He gave her hand a sudden squeeze. "Nothing to worry about, I do
assure you. He's a devil of a fellow when he's roused, isn't he?
But--so far as my knowledge goes--he's never killed anyone yet.
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