"Then you don't regret it?" said Jason, pleadingly.
"It is for you, not me, to regret it," said Sunlocks.
"Me?" said Jason.
Through all the shameful hours the sense of his own loss had never yet come to him. From first to last he had thought only of Sunlocks.
"My liberty was gone already," said Sunlocks. "But you were free—free as anyone can be in this hell on earth. Now you are bound—you are here like this—and I am the cause of it."
Then Jason's rugged face was suddenly lit up with a surprising joy. "That's nothing," he said.
"Nothing?" said Sunlocks.
"I mean that I care nothing, if you don't," said Jason.
It was the turn of Sunlocks to feel surprise. He half turned towards Jason. "Then you don't regret it?" he asked.
"No," said Jason firmly. "And you?"