He had taken particular pains to avoid mentioning Kitty; and here, first off, the fat was in the fire.

He remembered now that he had told Hawksley that Kitty had saved his life.
Fortunately, the chap wasn't keen enough with that banged-up head of his to apply reason to the omission.
"Saved my life.

Suppose she doesn't want me to know." Cutty jumped at this.

"Doesn't care to be mixed up with the Bolshevik end of it.

Besides, she doesn't know who you are." "The fewer that know the better.