The Doctor laughed bitterly.
"Come, come, old fellow," said Dale, "don't let us quarrel."
"Quarrel? Well, we won't. Only look here, Bannister."
"Well?"
"If you throw us over now, you'll be——"
"There, don't abuse me any more."
"Oh, I wasn't going to abuse you. If you leave us,—you, the leader we trusted,—where are we, where are we?"
"Give me another chance," said Dale, holding out his hand.
"You won't withdraw this?"
"How the deuce can I now?"