"Yes," he faltered, struggling to appear at his ease.
"Come."
"Where to?"
Harkaway pointed silently to the door.
"What do you want with me?"
"Can't you guess?"
The words were simple ones, yet they sounded like a death-knell to him.
"We have heard all; every word. This crowning act of villany and ingratitude, baser than ever entered the mind of man, has doomed you. Follow me."
Appalled, half stunned with fear, the miserable wretch tottered after Harkaway.
Close upon his heels came Jefferson and Dick, while Joe Basalt brought up the rear.