Nerveless, she fell back.
“Go,” she said. “Go since you wish to.”
“And you will not be frightened?”
“No: since you do not wish it.”
He took off his coat and waistcoat and shoes, glanced at the illuminated figures of his watch, fastened it round his neck, and slipped out of the hammock.
Outside, darkness. He had no weapon, no clue.
It was eight o’clock. [[288]]