"I believe you were right when you said you had no heart!" he cried indignantly.
"That is what I want you to believe," she returned calmly.
"And that if I am killed," he went on bitterly, "you will welcome the termination of an impossible situation."
Gloria gave an almost imperceptible shrug.
"You keep harping on death," she protested, "surely you are not afraid?"
He turned fiercely on her, but restrained his voice to a level tone.
"From what you know of me," he asked, "am I the sort of man who is likely to be afraid?"
"No," she admitted readily. "The night of the revolution you were heroism personified. Also I have heard of your exploit in Herr Krantz's wine-shop, and it—it sounded very typical of you."
"Thank you," he said, meeting her gaze; and an instant later, he added: "There is no such thing as fear in the world for me."
"Why?" she asked.