houghts fly swiftly. All this flashed to me. I had no details as yet. But that I must get into De Boer's confidence stood but clearly.
I said abruptly, "De Boer, since we are to be friends—"
"So you prefer to sit down now?"
"Yes." I had drawn a small settle to face him. "De Boer, do you intend to ask a ransom for Jetta?"
"You insist with that question?"
"That is my way. Then we can understand each other. Do you?"
"No," he said shortly.
I frowned. "I think I could get you a big price."
"I think I should prefer the little Jetta, Grant."
I held myself outwardly unmoved. "I don't blame you. But you will ransom me? It can be worked out. I have some ideas."