“Tell me”, said Frankl, “have you mentioned to anyone that you had given the guns to me?”
“I told Richard's solicitor this morning—”
“That was horribly imprudent, without consulting me!”
“I think I have been silent long enough, don't you? I didn't mention your name, but—”
“Oh, you didn't mention my name! That's all right, then! Look here, do you know—?”
“Well?”
“I believe you love me in your heart. Can't help yourself”.
“Oh, Mr. Frankl, do I look as if I was in the mood for that kind of fun to-night, a poor wretch like me, steeped in misery, my God knows”.
“I love you!”
He suddenly grasped her wrist, his eyes blazing.