"I now leave you." Keith rose and inclined his head slightly toward Wickersham.
As he turned, Wickersham shot at him a Parthian arrow:
"I hope you understand, Mr. Keith, that the obligations I have signed are not the only obligations I recognize. I owe you a personal debt, and I mean to live to pay it. I shall pay it, somehow."
Keith turned and looked at him steadily.
"I understand perfectly. It is the only kind of debt, as far as I know, that you recognize. Your statement has added nothing to what I knew. It matters little what you do to me. I have, at least, saved two friends from you."
He walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.
As Wickersham pulled on his gloves, he glanced at Dave Dennison. But what he saw in his face deterred him from speaking. His eyes were like coals of fire.
"I am waiting," he said. "Hurry."
Wickersham walked out in silence.