“I did!” came the starring response.

The detective stood the girl off from him at arm’s length, and studied her from feet to head.

The girl stood and calmly submitted to the inspection.

“So you are the traitor?”

“No.”

“You admit you betrayed me?”

“I am no traitor!  I owe nothing to you!  I had a right to inform the boys if I saw fit, and I did so.”

“And now you come and warn me?”

“Yes.”

“Why do you warn me, if you are the one who set them on to murder me?”

“I did not think they would murder you, and now I have come to warn you.”

“Are you engaged in the business?”

“No.”

The girl spoke in a scornful tone, and her eyes dashed with indignation.

“Who are you?”

“I do not know who I am.”

A strange look came into the detective’s eyes as an idea dashed through his mind.

“Are you the child of a wreck?”

“I do not know.  I know nothing about myself.”

“Whom do you live with?”

“The man who calls himself my father.”

“Is he not your father?”

“No.”

“Has he confessed to you that he is not your father?”

“No.”

“Then how do you know he is not your father?”

“I know he is not.”

“Why do you live with him?”

“Where should I go?  I have no other home, and he is kind to me.”

“Is he a smuggler?”

“It is not fair to ask me that question.”

“Why not?”

“I have told you all that was needful to warn you of your own peril; you should not take advantage of my frankness.”

The detective looked upon the lovely girl with a deep sense of pity in his heart.  Her appearance seemed to tell her tale, and it was sad to think that such wondrous beauty was but the plaything of a gang of rough sailors.

“Are you married?” asked the detective, abruptly: 

“No,” came the answer, in a quick, decisive tone.

“Will you tell me your name?”

“They call me Renie.”

“And your father’s name?”

“Tom Pearce.”

“The boat-keeper?”

“Yes.”

“And you informed the men who I was?” repeated the detective.

“Yes.”

“How did you find out that I was a Government officer?”

“I will not tell you.”

“How did you find out that the men intended to go for me to-night?”

“I overheard them arranging their plans.”

“Do they know that you overheard them?”

“No.”

“Then when they discover that I am up to their plans, will they not accuse you of having betrayed them?”

“That is a question I cannot answer.”

“I am astonished that you should put me in this peril, and then come and warn me!”

“I tell you I did not think my information would be followed by anything serious.”