"You see, here's an inside baize-door as well.

There's not room for a person to stand between the two.

I'll go out now, and you stay.

Talk fairly loud." The test produced the same result.
"Maybe I talk in my sleep," remarked Byng, with a troubled, ironical laugh.
Suddenly there shot into Barry Whalen's mind a thought which startled him, which brought the colour to his face with a rush.

For years he had suspected Krool, had considered him a danger.