"Are you goin' to shoot me?" Jean Paul demanded coolly.
"I wouldn't waste good food on you if I were," returned Jack. "Hurry up and put it away."
"You not got the nerve to shoot me," sneered Jean Paul.
"Try to hypnotize me and you'll see," Jack said with a hard smile. "I'd be glad of an excuse."
"Why don' you shoot me now?" Jean Paul persisted, with a look like a vain and wilful child, experimenting to see how far he can go against a stronger force.
"I'd rather see you hang," said Jack.
"The police can't touch me. I do not'ing against the law, me."
"There's a thing called treason in this country," said Jack. "You can hang for that."
Jean Paul laughed. "Fort Cheever long way," he said. "You not bring me there, never."
"Then I'll bury you on the way," said Jack with his grim start of laughter.