"I can't," replied the head.
"But I want you."
The head wagged dolefully.
"Why not?"
The head hung down.
"Tell me."
The head's negative was sorrowful but determined.
"If you don't tell me I'll—never speak to you again 's long as I live, Jack Cody!"
The head stretched out its long neck and sent an agonized glance toward her.
"Tell me—right now!" she commanded.