‘And you are a rebel?’
‘At your service, Mademoiselle Kostalergi.’
‘And a Fenian, and head-centre?’
‘A Fenian and a head-centre.’
‘And probably ought to be in prison?’
‘I have been already, and as far as the sentence of English law goes, should be still there.’
‘How delighted I am to know that. I mean, what a thrilling sensation it is to be driving along with a man so dangerous, that the whole country would be up and in pursuit of him at a mere word.’
‘That is true. I believe I should be worth a few hundred pounds to any one who would capture me. I suspect it is the only way I could turn to valuable account.’
‘What if I were to drive you into Moate and give you up?’
‘You might. I’ll not run away.’