"Much too good."
She released her hold and stood away.
"So it's as grave as all that," said she. "Very well, if you refuse I shan't marry you."
"You don't mean that?"
"Give me a bible—I'll swear it."
"Isabel!"
"You have two alternatives. Take me with you or tell me where this place is."
"What use would the knowledge be to you?"
"All the use. If they got you I know very well they'd never make you speak. You—you wouldn't."
He nodded gravely at that.