But I must know why we are here.

Why have we come to Kedsty's?
Why didn't we make for the river?
There couldn't be a better night to get away." "But it is not so good as the fifth night from now will be," she said, resuming the task of drying her hair.

"On that night you may go to the river.

Our plans were a little upset, you know, by Inspector Kedsty's change in the date on which you were to leave for Edmonton.
Arrangements have been made so that on the fifth night you may leave safely." "And you ?" "I shall remain here." And then she added in a low voice that struck his heart cold, "I shall remain to pay Kedsty the price which he will ask for what has happened tonight." "Good God!" he cried.

"Marette!" She turned on him swiftly.