I was not without hope of this. His fear about the money reward being lost if I came to harm, his squeamishness on the score of violence, his threat to tell what he knew, and his ready submission now, all tended to suggest that he was of a very different type of scoundrel from Dragen and the rest.
I gave him five minutes in which to pull himself together and then opened fire.
"You've made a pretty bad mess of all this," I said sharply.
He gave an uneasy start at the sound of my voice, but did not reply.
"You were in the thing to take my life, you know, and you can probably see your finish by now."
"I didn't threaten your life. Dragen would have done for you just now when you were insensible if I hadn't stopped him," he answered after a pause.
"I wasn't insensible. I know what passed."
"Then you know what I say is true," he said with a note of eagerness.
"Yes, I know it." I paused to see if he would volunteer anything more. He did not however. "If you like to answer my questions I may make things easier for you. Where are we going?"
He paused a long time before replying. "What are you going to do with me?"