"It's the most amazing story I ever heard," was his only comment, in response to Ford's look of expectation.
"I hoped it might strike you as something more than—amazing," Ford ventured, after a minute's waiting for a more appreciative word.
"Perhaps it will when I get my breath. You must give me time for that. Do you actually tell me that she kept you in her studio for weeks——?"
"Three weeks and four days, to be exact."
"And that she furnished you with food and clothing——?"
"And money—but I paid that back."
"And got you away in that ingenious fashion——?"
"Just as I've told you."
"Amazing! Simply amazing! And," he added, with some bitterness, "you came back here—and you and she together—took us all in."
Ford drew his cigar from his lips, and, turning in his chair, faced Conquest in an attitude and with a look which could not be misinterpreted.