A horrid certainty sprang to life in me that he'd followed my cab from the Foreign Office, to see where I would go.

Why couldn't I have thought of that danger?
I have always thought of things, and guarded against them; yet this time, this time of all others, I seemed fated." "But if Godensky had known what you were doing, the game would have been up for you before this," I said.
"He didn't know, of course.

Only--if he wants to be a woman's lover and she won't have him, he's her enemy and he's the enemy of the man who _is_ her lover.

He's too clever and too careful of his own interests to speak out prematurely anything he might vaguely suspect, for it would do him harm if he proved mistaken.

He wouldn't yet, I think, even warn those whom it might concern, to search and see if anything in Raoul's charge were out of order or missing.