“I shall manage very well,” said Loseis.
“I am sorry you think so badly of me,” said Gault.
“Oh, I shall not think badly of you, if you will only leave me alone,” said Loseis quickly. “I shall always be grateful to you!”
Silence again. Gault literally ground his teeth. After awhile he was able to say: “You are mixing up two things together.”
“You are mistaken,” said Loseis. “The two things are quite separate in my mind. I have had all night to think them over.”
“Do you wish me to leave Mr. Moale here to assist you?” he asked.
“No, thank you,” said Loseis firmly. “Furthermore, I should be greatly obliged if you would carry Etzooah back with you.”
For the fraction of a second the flames broke through Gault’s mask. “Suppose you needed a messenger!” he cried.
“I should not choose Etzooah to be my messenger,” said Loseis quietly.
He quickly controlled himself. “Very well,” he said; “we will be off as soon as we can get our traps together. Say to-morrow morning.”