"Coward!" she flung at him. He turned white, but Marjorie red, and made a leap at her, crying: "He's the bravest man in the world. You say a word, and I'll scratch your eyes out."
This reheartened Mallory a little, and he laughed nervously, as he restrained her. Kathleen retreated out of danger, with a parting shot: "Our engagement is off."
"Thanks," Mallory said, and put out his hand: "Will you return the bracelet?"
"I never return such things," said Kathleen.
The scene was so painful and such an anachronism that Dr. Temple tried to renew a more pressing subject: "It's your opinion then that we'd best surrender?"
"Of course—since we can't run."
Wedgewood broke in impatiently: "Well, I consider it a dastardly outrage. I'll not submit to it. I'm a subject of His Majesty the——"
"You're a subject of His Majesty the Man Behind the Gun," said Mallory.
"I shall protest, none the less," Wedgewood insisted.
Mallory grinned a little. "Have you any last message to send home to your mother?"