“Randolph!”
“It’s true. I don’t want to live—without her. You needn’t cock up your eyes like that. I’d go back to her now—yes, by God, I’d do this thing now, if I could.”
He had worked himself into a frenzy of rage and pain, and I sat still until he grew calm again.
“What thing? What is it she wants you to do?”
“Get rid of you to begin with,” he snapped out. “It’s easy enough. We go to the prison—this key lets us in. I leave you in the cell with Edison and—you saw that package in my room? It’s a bomb. I explode it under the cell and—there you are!”
“You promised to do this?”
“Yes! I’m to get five thousand dollars.”
“But you didn’t do it, you stopped in time,” I said soothingly. “You’ve told me the truth now and—we’ll see what we can do about it.”
He scowled at me.
“You’re crazy. We can’t do anything about it. The Germans are in control of Richmond. They’re watching this hotel.”