She decided to try a reasonable tone.
"Think what you are saying," she advised, controlling her voice. "It is quite impossible—this thing you propose. But, of course, you're not serious."
"Never more serious in my life."
The look in his eyes gave her a twinge of alarm.
"But don't you see—Sam—"
"That's the first time you've called me by name," he interrupted with a bow. "Thanks, partner."
"But don't you see there is no reason whatever for me to go."
Rosalind was trying to talk to him as if he were a petulant child to be placated, or a lunatic to be argued with until help arrived.
"There's every reason," he answered. "Pals should stick together."
"But you know—seriously—that I am not your—pal!"