. . . Yes, Farrell, you have a lively instinct of
self-preservation. I will note it. . . . Now tell me.--When I
walked in just now, that same instinct prompted you to get up
and run; to run as you did along the foreshore this afternoon.
What restrained you?'
"'Why, hang it all,' he blurted with a look around; 'a fellow
couldn't very well show up like that before all these ladies!'
"He meant it too, Roddy. It came out with a flush, plump and
honest.
"It makes the chase more interesting. But I am annoyed with
myself over the miscalculation. . . . I could have sworn he was
a coward in grain. I marked all the _stigmata_. . . .
And behold he can show fight!--at any rate in presence of the
other sex. . . . Can something have happened to him, think you,
since our talk at Versailles? Is it possible that I am
_educating_ the man?
"On top of this complicating discovery I made a simplifying one.
"You know that I have a knack with animals, in the way of
handling their passions.
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