me that for once at least he had spoken the truth. There was even a spice of malice in his tone. I began to see possibilities in the little beast.
“Well,” I said, “you’re a nice lot! I don’t know what your game is, and don’t want to. I’ve had enough of you without that. I’m off tonight.”
“Before they get back?” asked Braithwaite, plainly in doubt about his duty, and yet as plainly relieved to learn the extent of my intention.
me that for once at least he had spoken the truth. There was even a spice of malice in his tone. I began to see possibilities in the little beast.
“Well,” I said, “you’re a nice lot! I don’t know what your game is, and don’t want to. I’ve had enough of you without that. I’m off tonight.”
“Before they get back?” asked Braithwaite, plainly in doubt about his duty, and yet as plainly relieved to learn the extent of my intention.
