“At the moment he was attempting to shoot me. Yes, go on.”
“For that you were condemned by the brotherhood, and I was one of those chosen to—to find you.”
“And murder me, you mean—after having been a witness that I acted only in self-defence. Go on.”
“We know what occurred,” he answered with a wave of the hand, as if putting my words aside. Then his look sharpened. “I am now the only one at large of all who were at Brabinsk that night.”
“Which means—what?”
“That I am your only source of danger—from us, monsieur. It is fortunate that I chanced to see you to-day.”
“There may be two opinions about that,” I said drily. “I have mine.”
“It is fortunate—for both.”
“That gun of yours is scarcely a promising circumstance, is it?”
“You can make me your friend, if you will.”