"I am glad you recognize the horror of the German policy."
"What good will that do!" she began hurriedly, "if you--" and then half to herself: "But you simply _mustn't go_! You didn't know, perhaps," she leaned nearer, "passenger-boats have been carrying guns."
She nodded. "It's true. And that's why the Germans say they will sink passenger-boats. So they can't be used any more by travelers, now that they're warned."
"You see it as simple as that? Germany is to tell neutrals they are not to travel even in neutral waters!"
"If we don't use passenger-boats _for_ passenger-boats, they aren't passenger-boats any more." (Napier heard Schwarzenberg speaking.) "They go loaded to the guards! Yes, war material for the Allies."
"If that is so, why is it? Would you see the Allies punished, enslaved, because the Allies haven't, as Germany has, devoted the last forty years to making and accumulating arms? Germany--"
"Oh, it's _America_ I'm thinking of--after you!" she threw in. "If America's part is going to be just to grow rich and richer out of this awfulness, I don't know how I shall bear it. And that's what I'm telling Julian. But all that,"--she swept it aside with one of those quick motions of a flashing hand,--"if I _beg_ you not to go--"
"Very well, then," she said with hurt mouth that quivered, "what is the name of your boat?"
He considered a moment. "Don't you think it would be very indiscreet of me to tell you?"
"It will be the discreetest thing you ever did in your life."
"I want to know because"--again she bent to him--"because there's a black-list." He saw her eyes bright with terror. "You must give me time to find out...."
"I see," he interrupted. "You would like me to owe my life to Greta von Schwarzenberg."
"To me, Gavan,"--the pallor of her face yielded to a sudden flush,--"if you could bear that."
He was going on a few weeks' tour on this side, he said.
Oh, the lightening in her face. He seemed bent only on teasing her a little, in withholding the answer to her quick: "Whereabouts are you going to tour?" When she had waited for the answer that didn't come she said: "You're afraid I'll tell. Everybody's afraid every one else will tell. Everybody's changed."
"Greta as much as anybody," she flung out. And then, as though she regretted that ebullition, she added hastily: "I suppose I mustn't ask you--what next, after the few weeks' tour."