He stood now at the girl’s door. “Tolla, will you go outside a moment? I want to talk to this prisoner alone.” And, interpreting the look which both girls flung at him, he added, “The door remains open. If she wants you back, Tolla, she will call.”
Without a word Tolla left the compartment. But Jane saw on her face again a flood of jealousy.
Tako seated himself amiably. “She has made you comfortable?”
“Yes.”
“I am glad.”
He passed a moment of silence. “Have you been interested in the scene outside the window?” he added.
“Yes. Very.”
“A strange sight. It must seem very strange to you. This traveling through my world—”
“Did you come to tell me that?” she interrupted.
He smiled. “I came for nothing in particular. Let us say I came to get acquainted with you. My little prisoner—you do not like me, do you?”