“But you will?”

She waited a while, then:

“Yes, I will bring him.”

“When?”

“Tonight.”

“You promise?”

“Yes.”

“And if it rains again’’

“It will rain all night, but I shall send you the Sagamore. Best go, sir. The real tempest is yet to break. It hangs yonder above the Hudson. But you have time to gain the Lockwood House.”

I said to her, with a slight but reassuring smile, most kindly intended:

“Now that I am no longer misunderstood by you, I may inform you that in what you do for me you serve our common country.”