“Then, as I can’t go as far as you wish, there’s no use in my making a move,” Aynsley answered coolly. “It looks as if we had come to a standstill and there was nothing more to be said.”
“I’ll warn you that you’re taking a big responsibility and playing a fool game.”
“That remains to be seen. I needn’t keep you, though I’m sorry we can’t agree.”
He went down with the man, and as they crossed the yard the fellow raised his voice.
“Come out from the holes you’re hiding in, boys!” he cried. “Are you going to back the foreigners and employers against your friends?”
Aynsley touched his shoulder.
“Sorry, but we can’t allow any speeches of that kind. You have an envoy’s privileges, so long as you stick to them, but this is breaking all the rules.”
“How will you stop me?” the fellow demanded roughly.
“I imagine you had better not satisfy your curiosity on that point,” Aynsley answered. “The man yonder has your horse. I wish you good-night.”
The envoy mounted and rode away into the darkness; and Aynsley sought his manager.