GUY. Yes. Get out of the way, Ruth, unless you want to be tied up. Stand clear. This fellow's hand's so shaky he might hit you by mistake. Go ahead, Kelsall. Remember your wrongs and your faith and blaze away.
MARTIN (half raising the pistol, then dropping it). I can't do it. It's the chance I've prayed for and I can't do it.
GUY. Oh come, Kelsall. Remember what's expected of a leader of the men.
MARTIN (jerking up his head). I've beaten you there. Yes, now I understand. I'm not afraid to shoot.
GUY. My mistake.
MARTIN. Oh, I've a sweeter revenge than that, Shoot, and you'd never know the way that you've been fooled this night.
GUY. You didn't shoot because you lacked the pluck.
MARTIN. The thing I didn't lack was brain to outwit you and bring you on a fool's errand to the moors while——
(Pausing.)
GUY (alarmed). While what?