"It's this way, dear," he said. "When anything great enough is discovered there is bound to be competition. I found the stuff but I haven't the capital to exploit it. I took my samples to a ring of financiers who are backing me."
"Mr. Torrington? Mr. Cassis?"
"Cranbourne—Frayne—that crowd. By sheer bad luck another ring got news of what was going on and are moving heaven and earth to get a share in the plunder."
"So it's plunder now," she said.
"From their point of view."
"And from yours?"
"Achievement—a game."
"That you're willing to risk your life for."
"One doesn't think of that," he answered.
"I do," she said.