"Where is she?"
"In this house here."
"My God!" There was no mistaking the intensity of his feelings. He threw himself into a chair and stared down at the carpet, his face wrinkled in lines of thought, perplexity, and fear. "Does Colonel Katona know?" he asked after a long, tense pause.
"Not yet."
"You mean to tell him?"
"I have brought him here for that purpose.
"He mustn't be told."
I raised my eyebrows and shrugged my shoulders, and left him to interpret the gesture as he pleased.
"You don't know what you are doing. My God, you don't; or you'd never dare. What are your terms now?"
"No more than they were before—and no less."