Diamond’s excitement had increased. He paced up and down the floor, his face pale, and his eyes glowing.
“I tell you, Merriwell, it is madness to remain here!” he asserted. “You must confess it now. The one on whom I believe you depended almost wholly for protection has turned against you. What can you do now? I am certain you had begun to think this Mr. Noname possessed of supernatural powers, and you fancied he could protect you from the assassins who sought your destruction. Now you can no longer rely on his aid. Instead of that it is certain he will do all he can to destroy you.”
“Why should he?”
“Answer your own question.”
“I cannot.”
“I can!”
“Then do!”
“He is mad.”
“You think so?”
“I have no doubt of it. I have believed it all the time. You know, I have told you so before.”