But she was not ignorant.
She had detected his trickeries.

She knew of the conspiracy, she knew of the place she filled in it herself; and furthermore she knew that as a decoy she had been doing her work.

Only yesterday, Walter Hine had been forced to choose between Barstow and herself and he had let Barstow go.
It was a small matter, no doubt.

Still there was promise in it.

What if she stayed, strengthened her hold on Walter Hine and grappled with the three who were ranged against him?
Walter Hine was, of course, and could be, nothing to her.