"Save himself and his companion from what? From capture while committing an outrage and a robbery. I do not see where any reason for compassion comes in, Mrs. Burke."
"And you would show him none?"
"None," he answered fiercely. "I look upon that man, whoever and wherever he may be, as a menace to mankind. He is unfit to be at large."
"If you saw him, you would shoot him?"
"If I saw him I should try and capture him and hand him over for trial."
"But if you could not capture him? If he were escaping from you?"
"Then I would shoot him—shoot him like a dog, and be satisfied I had done my duty."
He stood up as he spoke and came into the moonlight, his face hard set, his eyes gleaming.
She raised her hands and held them out towards him with so impetuous a gesture that he drew back.
"I hope that you may never meet him—never—never," she said in a low voice which vibrated with emotion.