It was necessary to speak so that attention should not be drawn hither. Though profoundly agitated, Quarrier controlled himself sufficiently to use a very low tone.
"He has told an incredible story, Glazzard. I sha'n't believe it unless it is confirmed by your own lips."
"I have no doubt he has told the truth."
Denzil drew back.
"But do you know what he has said?"
"I guess from the way he addressed me—as Mr. Marks."
Glazzard was deadly pale, but he smiled persistently, and with an expression of relief.
"You—you—betrayed us to him?"
"I did."
Each could hear the other's breathing.