"I do," said she. "I seem to be in the power of a brute. If a law exists
that permits you to insult a girl, there must also be a law to punish
you. I shall see a lawyer and try to have you properly punished for this
absolute insolence."

He regarded her keenly, still frowning, but when he spoke again he had
moderated both his tone and words.

"I do not intend to be insolent, Miss Burrows, but I have been greatly
aggravated by your grandfather's unfortunate escape and in this
emergency every moment is precious if I am to capture him before he gets
out of America, as he has done once or twice before. Also, having wired
the Department that I have found Hathaway, I shall be discredited if I
let him slip through my fingers, so I am in a desperate fix. If I have
seemed a bit gruff and nervous, forgive me. It is your duty, as a loyal
subject of the United States, to assist an officer of the law by every
means in your power, especially when he is engaged in running down a
criminal. Therefore, whether you dislike to or not, you must tell me
where to find your grandfather."

"My grandfather is not a criminal, sir."

"The jury will decide that when his case comes to trial. At present he
is accused of crime and a warrant is out for his arrest. Where is he?"

"I do not know," she persisted.

"He--he left by the morning train, which goes west," stammered Miss
Stearne, anxious to placate the officer and fearful of the girl's