“That is my business,” was the cold answer. “First, however, I want to ask you a few questions.”
“Maybe we won’t answer them,” returned Gus sharply. He ached all over from the tumble he had had.
“You had better,” was the pointed reply. “Both of you are completely in my power; I hold your very lives in my hands.”
Oliver could not help but shudder. As for Gus, he gave a half-suppressed groan.
“First, I want to know who sent you out here?” went on Colonel Mendix. “Was it Arthur Bright?”
Oliver was silent.
“Did you hear my question?”
“I did.”
“And why didn’t you answer?”