"Yes—; I hoped that. I counted—on—your—help."
He waited for Kurz to go on. Kurz sat there silent. The long, shaking fingers fumbled at each other.
"Well?"
"Later."
"All right—I don't know what you're driving at."
"Are—you—sure—you—do—not—know—?"
"But—If you don't want to tell me now; why, tell me in your own good time, old fellow."
"Yes. You are not angry? You do not care if I say it later?"
"Of course I don't care."
"Not—care—If—you—knew—; if—it—is—true—; you will care!"