"Why?"
"I've given you my reasons." The subtle sense of hostility put insolence into his voice.
"They are no reasons."
"They are mine."
The foreigner shrugged his shoulders.
"So be it. I have made my offer—you have refused it. It is your own concern."
He took out his card-case, and presented his card to Furlonger.
"In case you change your mind."
This was anti-climax, and Nigel felt irritated.