"Why the devil don't you come across!" he demanded.

"Why don't you talk?
I'm not after you--now.

The Police think you are dead, and I don't believe I'd tip them off even if I had a chance.

Why not be human?
Where are we going?
And what in thunder--" He did not finish.

To his amazement Bram flung back his head, opened his great mouth, and laughed.