But I know that they know you were here before as an officer and now you are here out of uniform.
After this retreat they arrest everybody."
I thought a minute.
"What time do they come to arrest me?"
"In the morning.
I don't know the time."
"What do you say to do?"
He put his hat in the washbowl.
It was very wet and had been dripping on the floor.
"If you have nothing to fear an arrest is nothing.
But it is always bad to be arrested--especially now."
"I don't want to be arrested."
"Then go to Switzerland."
"How?"
"In my boat."
"There is a storm," I said.
"The storm is over.
It is rough but you will be all right."
"When should we go?"
"Right away.
They might come to arrest you early in the morning."
"What about our bags?"
"Get them packed.
Get your lady dressed.
I will take care of them."
"Where will you be?"
"I will wait here.
I don't want any one to see me outside in the hall."
I opened the door, closed it, and went into the bedroom.
Catherine was awake.
"What is it, darling?"
"It's all right, Cat," I said. "Would you like to get dressed right away and go in a boat to Switzerland?"
"Would you?"
"No," I said. "I'd like to go back to bed."
"What is it about?"
"The barman says they are going to arrest me in the morning."
"Is the barman crazy?"
"No."
"Then please hurry, darling, and get dressed so we can start." She sat up on the side of the bed.
She was still sleepy. "Is that the barman in the bathroom?"
"Yes."
"Then I won't wash.
Please look the other way, darling, and I'll be dressed in just a minute."
I saw her white back as she took off her night-gown and then I looked away because she wanted me to.
She was beginning to be a little big with the child and she did not want me to see her.
I dressed hearing the rain on the windows.
I did not have much to put in my bag.
"There's plenty of room in my bag, Cat, if you need any."
"I'm almost packed," she said. "Darling, I'm awfully stupid, but why is the barman in the bathroom?"
"Sh--he's waiting to take our bags down."