Chapter 18

Of course she had no means of knowing that the horrid-looking man down there was just a plain friend of Bonnie’s, or that the paper was just a blank sheet of foolscap. Quite naturally, she took it for granted that the launch was a police launch carrying a deputy-sheriff with a warrant for her arrest. No breeches buoy for her! The old lawyer sauntered slowly toward her, stovepipe in hand. He seemed to be saying something to himself. What was he muttering about? “‘Agree with thine adversary quickly, whiles thou art i…