"You think you could trust me?"
"I am willing to accept the chances."
"Indeed!"
"Will you make the promise?"
"Not I."
"Then you were simply gaining time," with a clenching of the small hands and a gathering of the black brows.
"I wanted to uncover your batteries; to learn what you knew; to understand your designs. Now that you give me no alternative, I am compelled to hurt your feelings by declaring myself able to find the one I seek without the aid of Pauline Potter."
As he speaks the last word he rises to his feet, once more feeling like himself.
"What would you do now, John Craig?"
"Leave this building, since I was lured here under false pretenses. What have you done with my companion?"