“I haven’t anything to say on that point.”
“Can’t I persuade you to tell me what you may happen to know?”
“No, sir.”
“If I can get you to talk, it may go much easier with you while you remain our prisoner,” went on the captain, suggestively.
“I’m sorry, but I haven’t anything to say.”
“Very well, then, Master Russell, if you are rather harshly treated in the future, remember you have only yourself to blame. As a general rule, we take prisoners only for the purpose of squeezing what information we can out of them.”
And thus speaking, Captain Fipile arose and quitted the cave, leaving Larry to his own reflections, which were more dismal than they were encouraging.