There came into his eyes a curious look of comprehension, which for a moment overcame his funk.
I had sense enough to see that that put the final lid on it.

There was still something doing if he believed that I was blind, but if he once thought that I knew the truth he would be through our meshes and disappear like a fog.
My first thought was to get at him and collar him and summon everybody to help me by denouncing him for what he was.

Then I saw that that was impossible.

I was a private soldier in a borrowed uniform, and he could easily turn the story against me.

I must use surer weapons.