A wave of excitement swept the hall, but Brayley's gesture silenced it. He leaped forward and bent low over the palpitating brain.
"So you can talk. You came as an enemy. We have given you every chance today for friendship, and you have refused. What are you trying to do to us?"
It only glared.
"Speak!"
"I will not tell you anything."
"Oh, yes, you will."
"No!"
All the men on the platform were crowding close to it now.
"Speak!" ordered Brayley again. "Here in Greater New York is a hiding place. Where is it?"
No answer.