Let them search if they want to." "That is all very well," Cecil answered, "but if these fellows hang about the place, sooner or later they will hear some of the stories these villagers are only too anxious to tell." Forrest nodded.
"There," he said, "I am not disinclined to agree with you.

Hasn't it ever struck you, De la Borne," he continued, after a moment's slight hesitation, "that there is only one logical way out of this ?" "No!" Cecil answered eagerly.

"What way?
What do you mean ?" Forrest filled his glass to the brim with wine before he answered.

Then he passed the decanter back to Cecil.
"We are not children, you and I," he said.

"Why should we let a boy like Engleton play with us?
Why do we not let him have the issue before him in black and white?
We say to him now--'Sign this paper, pledge your word of honour, and you may go.' He declines.