I prayed God to let me meet them before I was taken. But I talk too much of myself. I wish to know—you—you will be safe. They can do nothing to you, can they?
PIKE
[with assumed cheerfulness]
Oh, I'm all right—don't worry about me.
[Loud knock at the upper doors.]
IVANOFF
[despairingly]
It is the carabiniere.
PIKE
Steady.